End of Days

Fearing the end of days riddles me with pain, Why as humans do we live this way . Terrorist scaring children their parents afraid to let them play Who can all this destruction please?Mothers with babies who await to breathe! So simple are the misunderstands that allows not the growing between lands. So many people grieving .,missing loved ones,Wives of the world cry to love songs, Sons and daughters without their fathers to lean on. My call to all! Disreguard vengeance so ones hurting and crying may have continuance.. Heritage was tradition after honor but before ammunition. The light is dimming on the diversity of many, we continue torrid actions... dividing lines aplenty. If they belive as i believe we can share our differences positively.. Begin friendships and kinships amidst politicians misguided intentions.. Let us give to one another, without an expected returned favor,smile forever and never waiver.