You

bombs and deaths constantly go off

millons of deaths, are just a cough

tears and blood fills land

but yet you just watch all this in the palm of your hand

families and homes are destroyed in the blink of an eye

you just laugh and say nothing, you dont help or even try

gunpowder and fire is what inncocent lives hear and see

you think its ok like a buzzing bee.

The world is falling apart

Your attacking yourself 

Your not a giant like you imagine you are your nothing but selfish elf

This poem is about: 
Our world

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