The world has lost its soul

The divine still has its pull

But this world is oh so dull

The wheel continues to roll

Life passes by in a constant lull

Nothing here can make me feel full

It’s taking its toll

On these things I mull

And it’s getting old

How will my life unfold?

I’m afraid my soul I have sold

Wanted to break free from the mold

But right back into it I was pulled