The World Doesn't Care

The World Doesn’t Care

This war is so pointless; The World doesn’t care,

They kill for their belief; this belief is what they share,

Awareness is survival, so they kept their eyes ahead,

Their comrade was a goner; he was as good as dead.

Disregard the soldier; his mind is an empty pit,

God must exist, their faith had told them to do it.

They didn’t stand a chance; the killer was too fast,

Nature shall prevail, thus their faith would not last.

The World watched as we crumbled, for Nature was bleak,

It did not care for the strong, the dead, or the weak.

The birds and crickets kept chirping, the sun had still come out,

The grass kept whistling and the frogs had come about.

Why, you ask? Well, the answer is so obvious,

The World doesn’t care; Nature was not just oblivious.

Bodies lay astray, and there is only little sound,

The hawks and the sparrows all fly around,

Indifferent to the gore, they all continue to fly,

Just as the soldier had simply scrambled by

And left his comrade to die.