Our World

MOS

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Our minds are weary our hearts are weak

some tender organs do speak

this tale of woe and constant threat

from whence has this ghost crept.

 

Planet earth was not big enough

for all of us,

we killed we maimed. We blundered

and tamed, we advanced but haven’t bothered

 

to think where this may lead in years

to come, and now with tears

we regret, as history repeats itself

again then again and back on itself.

 

The worst has yet to come. And won’t

surprise, as it seems the road to

our demise has been paved

with hate, war, isms, and minds enslaved.

 

 

 

  • Author: MOS (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 24th, 2018 00:32
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is a poem I wrote about the how I felt about the state of the our world.
  • Category: Sociopolitical
  • Views: 16
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