I see all these humans
But no humanity
Everything these days is crowded by insanity
They got all these rights
But no righteousness
Today's world is such a mess
Gratitude, platitude
Your absolute attitude
The things that roll in these avenues
Leave me speechless and wondering,
How long till we're all surrendering?
YOU ARE READING
sober thoughts
Poetryvolume i "she wrote it down, she kept record of them all. words expressing past emotions, details of what transpired with who, what and where. she might call it poetry or perhaps a diary but all I saw was a paper filled with words written in denial...
