27 Reasons To Die

All the news seems bad and worse Wars and conflicts, people so terse Plane crashes or natural disasters So many gone over to the hereafter Illness, sickness and disease a plenty Pain inflicted, making souls feel empty Darkness pervades and follows me The sadness buries deep, even no one sees So when I see little men being petty I wonder true, why empathy is not at the ready There are greater things of concern to me Like the madness of tyrants not letting peoples free Twenty-seven reasons to die of laughter When I see grown men babble and chatter