A world without peace
Fires blare from buildings
as bloody, horrific scream are the oly thing able to escape,
No by-stander tries to give aid
or even a care.
Burning flesh soon takes over the aroma
but the only thing that has changed is a hand that now covers the nose and mouth of every citizen.
Bullets fly through the thin air
and soon reach the delicate skin of innocent people,
The bullets quickly rip though their flesh and penetrate an artery or two,
Their blood leaks onto the pavement
as their last breath is taken,
But everyone glances over their body without a care.
Money is the control of the world
Instead of peace, unity, and love.
Children starve in poor, poverty contries
as selfish, ignorant people live luxery lifes
and spend hundreds of dollars without a single worry,
Living their greedy lifes with everything they could ever want
but never once thought about another soul,
A soul who is in jeperdize of slowly perishing.