World Sufferings

The certain sufferings in life I can’t believe The certain people on life I can’t even look at. Is it wrong to question? I dread upon the existence of life. Why me, they, she, he? Why the suffering, the hate the stupidity. How can a god sit and watch all this happen? His eyes must be hurt with tears The people he created with love sin down with reaps of hate and despair. The woman he labeled as mother, is now a joke among men. The sister he created to a dear brother is now a girlfriend to some men. Why, why! Is it wrong to think, that one day I might die cause of a man or a woman. That my life isn’t safe, and the person that smiles can one day be my enemy. The enemy that stalks my desires, and lounges at thirst for my quirking blood. I’m immune to the suffering, I’m immune to the pain, and I’m immune to the disgusting natures of mankind. I just can’t believe that the world I’m here is posed by the human demons that lingering for my soul. God how can you watch as humanity takes the world out of control? I can’t believe that one day my life will end cause of my fellow men!