Love this
Hate this
The truth must be told like this
The aggrieved about the world we live like this
When the line is drawn like this
The truth may be seen like this
The shadows of time gaze at this
The bird of a feathers flock like this
Even in the eye of beholder that could love like this
In the eye of the eagle that stares at this
Perchance the way the world gaze at this
May put the final nail on the coffin for you to love the world we live like this!