Blood Stained Tears

What has become of this wretched world?

Spiteful jealously, countless wars,

Muderous hate killing innocent love

Many crimes taken out by two-faced criminals

The world, driven to destruction and chaos

Hearts burning with envy, only later desire to kill the defenseless.

Will it ever end?

The painsplitting ache of sadness?

The consequence of Anger's hidden fury?

There will be a time when peace will triumph over all,

all other madness will cease to exist,

And evil will slowly fade away without a trace

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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