COLOR:RED]WAKE UP PEOPLE! WAKE UP![/COLOR]


WAKE UP PEOPLE! WAKE UP!
Some day it will be too late to stop
Wake up because we must
Before the world turns into dust
Wake up before it's too late
Before we keep saying its all fate
Some times fate changes by our own hands
So first stop planning your evil plans
Then let's put our selves aside
And care for the people who cried
People who cried all day
Just because they wanted to say
That the world is running out of colors
Because we stopped caring for others
Let's listen to their calls well
Before we all burn in hell
Because all what we fill is our desire
Because it glowed and lighted just like fire
We started to put more wood
More and more as if we should
Until the fire got too strong
And we turned out to be wrong all along
WAKE UP! WAKE UP! LOOK AROUND
Let's keep looking round and round
Looking for people in need
They're the ones that we should feed
Let's go! Start to help others!
Before the world runs out of colors!

with rhyming
it's always nice to have
iambic pentameter
or some sort of meter.
it makes for easy listening.

That was good. I liked your rhymes

The rhyme is too forced, and there's a choppy rythem. The metaphor of colours is an interesting original, however coupled with the language of the poem, it has a less powerful effect than it should. Check grammar and spelling. Check rhyme scheme and rythem.

I really like the way you rhymed "around" with "round".

That was slightly amazing.