The World

It's a hopeless world out there.
No one seems to know what to do
and so, we all despair.

While a pack of deer fend off their predator with one another,
humans create weapons of destruction to kill each other.
Their own blood, their own people.

The world is hopeless,
there's no meaning in this life.

The horrors of the world
the corruption in society
is a fire consuming the world,
Turning well intentions into the ashes of broken power.
Country after country,
nation after nation,
people after people,
race after race.

The rich judge the poor,
the politicians judge their people,
the people judge one another.

Are you not tired of this?
Does it not hurt you when the people kill?
For that guy who was murdered was just as human as you are,
With family and friends just like yours.
And now, he's gone.
Like millions of others murdered mercilessly for crimes they didn't commit.