When Will It End
When, oh when, when will it end?
The inhumanity that recurs again and again.
Mere mortals true, but true animals too.
Too many with hearts dark, through and through.
History stained with innocent blood drained,
The countless lives lost and nothing gained.
Sad excuses implied are forever justified,
Reasons unreasonable that leaves one mystified.
How long can this last, with such a tragic cast;
The re-enactment of our Medieval past.
On a bitter stage, we witness the rage,
That affects one and all; no matter the age.
The suffering masses and agonized classes,
Unmeasurable grief that nothing surpasses.
Chiseled in stone, the heartbreak alone,
Justice bereft and chilled to the bone.
With limited mind, can we hope to find,
A path that deems all as truly one of a kind.
When, oh when, when my friend,
When will humanity begin and insanity end?
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