Global Catastrophe
Fragile lives
Hopeless cries
Dad survives
Daughter dies
Around the world there’s no surprise
Just closed mouths and dried eyes
We shake our heads in disbelief
They bow their heads in prayer and grief
We move on while it’s God they seek
We take things for granted while they are murdered each day of the week
Little children
Elderly adults
Shot and slaughtered
Their spirits revoked
Refugees are raped and choked
Starved and beaten even after bones are broke
Men women girls boys
Victims of indiscriminately evil ploys
Tears of blood no tears of joy
Weapons and human beings are toys
International hopelessness
Shrugged shoulders twisted lips
Surrendered hands demonstrate this
Mortality impacted
Morality dismissed
“This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper”
-T.S. Eliot
Copyright © Justcallme Britt | Year Posted 2012
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