Hateful Hearts Vs Wonderful Words

Communication is a skill That is going way down hill No one talks--Looks are given Is this any way for living Fists for punching Bones are crunching Guns releasing deadly bullets Because someone made you lose it Shiny knives are turning red From the blood of someone dead Poison is used way to often Putting someone in their coffin Hostages are being starved As others are being carved There has to be an end to this Is there something this world missed That turned us into such beasts People trying to compete To see who can do the worst These actions need to be reversed So more love can be transfered And scattered across the earth Leaving this world clean and pure We'll work as one to find a cure