No one has an ore
As the boat just floats
Down the river,
Heading towards the fall.
This is life, at the moment,
In all areas
Country, work and personal,
No one has the control.
Those in power are useless
They are sailing towards destruction
Mistake after mistake.
The police act as they please
Torturing innocent people
Based on skin color.
Will there ever be a stop to this?
Parents crying as they bury their little ones.
Fourth graders all shot one by one.
Empty beds,
Empty homes.
Rage and sorrow in so many hearts
Children who witnessed it all
Traumatized waiting for it to happen to them.
Instead of training teachers to improve teaching methods –
Gun drills: gather or spread out?
How to know which is beat?
Sorrow and grief stamped on their faces.
People missing
Lives abducted
Slaughtering those who are the first of the forests.
Destruction and death
Felling trees to make money
The root of all evil:
The money and the power
The power and the money
It has already been sung before.
Hunger and poverty
Rising on a daily basis
Bombs, attacks, raids, rapes
When will it all end?
Why is it all happening?
Greed, power, pleasure
In torturing and killing.
Defeat and conquer.
Conquer a destroyed country?
All of this is senseless
While specialist try to make
Some sense of out of it all.
The boats are just afloat,
Heading towards the falls.
Written: May 27, 2022
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