We go about our daily lives Doing what we do Trying not to think about The bubbling evil brew That any day a bomb could blow Each day could be our last Cause all around this world is hate And it seems coming fast Like some unseeming virus that Is overdue at last Never is a "perfect world" There's always some unrest Anger, jealousy and such Cause wars and wreak the TEST Of what is our humanity And we all know the rest Conflict, fear, the fear of death So often cannot catch our breath Like children in a scary place But as adults, we wear the face Of "All is well", denying fate Insisting all is good and great Cause doing other-wise would be Too hard to bear Too much to share We must make task To wear our mask God help us now And teach us how To be strong amidst This coming blitz!Birth sign: Pisces
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by A.N.M..