World So Cold

Wed, 02/06/2019 - 13:59 -- juan18

Living in a world so cold. Hearing the truth even if you didn't want to be told. Watching day after day as your life unfold. Hatred consumes this world like bread covered in mold. I grow tired of these things you know it's getting old. The strong torture the weak, but they growing bold. Listen to my words as the truth untold. Wanting all of the chaos to stop. How many hearts got to stop and bodies drop? How many people murdered and bodies left to rot? They say it's a great nation but it's really not. How many of our own people have been shot? You all kill each other for what? no reason. You can't kill someone for what they believe in. You don't want the same that the victims families are recieving. They work hard and smile but it's decieving. Only if you can see how their families are seeing.

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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