Why?
Why do we hurt,
And put others' names to dirt?
Why do we do it,
When we cry when another does it?
Why does it matter then?
Why don't we realize it,
When another is treated by us that way?
Why do we at times feel satisfied,
When another soul
Has went away or died?
Why doesn't it bother us,
When we put others
To ash and dust?
Why do we scream for justice,
When another kills our rights
And makes them old and rustic?
Why don't we
Stand up for others
Just like we
Stand up for ourselves?
Why don't we care
For problems that are theirs,
Just like we do for ours?
Why are we
Ever so selfish?
Why?
Why are we like this?
Why can't we
Improve ourselves?
Why can't we
At least give it a try?
Why don't we
Start working on our weaknesses?
Why don't we
Start working for
A better life, a better world?
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Poetry......
PoetryJust some random stuff that i want people to read even though i know it's not that good. But it's not bad either, you know. So ummm give it a try please. If you like it vote and comment. But still thanks for reading :)
