Too Much Fear And Misfortune

It is raining And they are shooting This is not a game This is a shame Everyone is afraid Babies and children are crying Men and women are very mad Where everyone is dying The streets are infested with hardcore bandits They are our enemies They are not our friends They shoot like crazy ants Bullets fall like raindrops and rice Gangsters are like rats and mice, not nice They are terrorists They are bad tourists They Are robot-criminals They have no hearts, no minds and no souls They are eternally doomed Bound for Hell, the infernal dam Their organs are made of steel and iron They are not human Their hands are soaked with blood They are scoundrels covered with mud They are the spawns of Satan. It's Raining And they are killing What a darn shame Amidst all the madness This is outright sickness The universe is not at peace The entire world is at war, in distress Deep in the dungeon of the cemetery We don't make deadly weapons Here We only have tears, rhymes and songs At home We cry everywhere At home They make too many weapons elsewhere Too many people are dying in this madness Everyone is afraid at home There is too much misery and unhappiness. Copyright © November 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.