Ever shocked by a poor elderly person beaten by evil thugs. Hence this poem.
Complacent. When terrible things in life become more common They become less terrible And a societies norm There lies the danger We become more tolerant and complacent And we tend to just look away So our hearts are no longer torn. From the homeless on the cold streets To the old Lady attacked and beat By evil thugs Not just content with robbing To buy drugs. It's true sometimes we just have to switch off Enough is enough There's just too much hate in the world And not enough understanding Caring and love. As our world gets colder And more people are getting older And our government doesn't seem to care If they live or die For they are the same people who once Made our country great And make no mistake It's not great or something we Should be proud of any more. Open up you're hearts Speak up for the weak Show some human kindness Be humble caring and meek. We are all really brothers and sisters Under the same moon stars and sun Despite our many differences Lets try yo live as one. Some people seek peace Others only war Lets make a stand together And make the world A better place once more. Peter Dome©2015.May.
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