Tell Me, What's Wrong With This Picture

It seems unto myself such a great as horrible tragedy When children awaken unto a world of pain and sorrows Yet while we gaze about her globe; everyday, amid everyway Everywhere their tender newborn hearts; these eyes all they find ? Hard to fathom the totality mere words could never describe; beastiality Beyound surreal an entire planet, engulfed of purity's evils ? It's wickedness.... So called leaders, rulers, serving darkness innocent babies ever cast; into your pyre.