This world is changing,
For the good, the bad
For better and for worst.
As adolescents
Cant we see
What is left on this Earth
Is for you and me.
There is no need
For violence, prosecution, and hate
Because we were all put on this
Earth to bond and educate.

We all need to grow up,
But remain children at heart.
For the world will only tilt
To the light
If we have strong wills
To fight the evil, the oppression
the depression, the drugs
And stress.

The tension between
Our cold eyes were
Thick.
We entangled our broken
Hearts
Into one entity
Without realizing we dragged
Each other to the breaking point.
We worked hard
To maintain this fleeting love,
But our pride
Crushed it.

Now we are left
In a pool of tears
Wondering what life could be
If remained unified.

When I said I forgive you
I did not expect you
To walk right back
Into my life
Like nothing never happened.

We can not be the same
I saw you with my
blood shot and teary eyes.
You betrayed me
I am unable to give you such
Love
Such Affection,
All over again
Because you disgraced not only me
But my pride as well.

Gruesome blotches
On a picturesque scene.
Man, Woman and Child
Are called forth to  die
For the ask  of their country.
Why do we wage wars ,
Against humanity?
When we need t o focus
On poverty, starvation, and teen pregnancy.

The war tunes
Would forever blast along the
Decrepit streets.
Yet no one wonders the lasting effects
On the evil this  plagues the society
On the  generation to come.

Do you know how it feels,
To have your family ripped
From your fingertips
Because of the war between nations.
As a form of compensation
The family receives almost like
A pat on the back and a hug.
As if this will bring  family member back.

Why are we so violent?
I would cry and pray for
For an eternal unity
By  the fragments of society
Who needs other to interlock hands
Until all wars have ceased to exist.

Over the horizon,
The sobs can be heard,
From the Creator
Of the greatest Masterpiece.

Humanity that corrupted
His work
Show no remorse
Because each day
A new echo of chaos
Can be heard on the barren streets.

War comes like a plague
Turning the lavish scene
Into a wasteland.
Making people
Into skull and bones.
But no one can stop it
Because the origins are unknown.

The Creator
Will continue to cry out
In the desert
That used to be a home.
Waiting for the mass to
Listen and hear
The destruction
Of everything He holds dear.

I am oblivious,
To you and your feelings,
To your pain
To your anger.
I consider you an insignificance
To the air space
Your presence annoys
My living soul.
You come to question
Who I am?
I am someone who is the
bane of your entire existence.

The sickly taste
Trickles down my raspy
Throat
Waiting to burn the thoughts
Of the conscious
And birth the child
Of uncontrollable antics
Wondering where
The people that said
They loved me
Are laid to sleep
In their earthly home
Or if the new ones
Say it so boldly
Would like to join
Them in the holy
Throne

The icy air hits
My warm face
It is that time of year
Where the Christmas music
Chime down hallways.
People filled
With Joy ,
With Hope,
Dance through the streets
Until morn
Waiting,
Waiting for the Jolly
******* to slide down the chimney
To provide the undeserving
Gifts.
Winter is supposed
To be a time of cocoa
Winter is supposed
To be a time of glad tithing
Winter is supposed to be
A time of family
But with each ornate
Decoration I begin to hate
Each simplistic snowfall.