Desolate world, no affection
There is no, no perfection
Children get no attention
Goodness has no attraction
Hard to find the right direction
Many wars a lot of tension
Many crimes, what to mention?
Many sins, no redemption
Every one refuses to listen
Had to live, have to die
Have to be a human lie
Have to take and justify
Have to make justice cry
Innocent Lives sacrificed
The world is living in denial
No one cares for a life
Yes to kill but never why
Afraid to love and never try
Afraid to cure and sanctify
Born without a single right
Half humans know it's right
The other half lost insight
Virgins raped day and night
Hard to take the goodness' side
Hard to make up the mind
Money makes people blind
How to live in this wild?
Where to run, whom to fight?
Author notes
close to 200 but still not there... pf! That's a challenge!!!!
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Comments
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Sadly, our world is falling more into apathy. It really questions who cares.
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Argh! One tiny nit, but an insuperable impediment
A bright, likable poem except (for me) L2… something could exist there that is clearer than the apparent double negative which I don’t think you intended. Perhaps it is just supposed to be a repetition… but it comes across, well, at a minimum, ambiguously.
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