Without

WITHOUT

Over-populated world.
Life fills it, death orbits it.
One less person... the world won't mind.
It will carry on,
Perhaps happily,
With one troubled soul out of the way.
The air will become fresh
Children will no longer cry
The ending of one begins the life of another.
A good life, one pure
Without corrupted thoughts
The stench of evil will be gone.

And so it is time
All things, good and bad,
Must come to a close.
A final chapter
Of one life tortured,
Will now burn and sink into the earth.
The world shall still turn
Tension shall be relieved,
The hearts of billions no longer carrying the burden.
When the past
Of the troubled soul
Will not leave him be,
One way,
There is one way,
To rid himself of pain worldwide.

Then the people,
They will be alright.
Carry on with the world as it should be.
So wipe those tears,
No more anger or fear
I will be dead, and joy will take over.

One less person... the world won't mind.