Why do we?

Where is the love for people we don't know, for people we do, for people we've never seen. Why is there always hate for people we don't know, for people we do, for people we've never seen. Why do we have people thinking they are better than the poor? Better than you? Better than I? Why do we have people killing people? Why do we have people saying that people don't kill people, but that guns kill people? Why do we have parents with out their children? Children with out their parents? Why do we live in a world so cold and dark?