A Broken World
dying is easy
living is hard
so i heard
i ask you
look around you
what do you see
other than a broken world
so much torn
survival every day
has been moulded into an art
people everywhere
their suffering silently mirrored
in hollow eyes
no hope no smiles
eyes once so hopeful
now lifeless
i have no answer nor any solution
there is no remedy nor any salvation
and i can offer none
people are struggling through life
bearing their own cross
attempting to provide
for those who rely on them
i close my eyes shut
i silently ask
"please understand if i do not want to see"
i find my solace
in the smallest of mercies
enabling me to every day
put on my harness
shielding myself
against
the broken world
it is there for every one to see
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