The Reality Of The World


United States


by Kevinia P.

Why is the World so harsh, and so cold?

Children die each day; some never get a chance to grow old

Countries fighting; threats of a nuclear war

I know God is looking at all the chaos in the World, His eyes must be sore

War rips through the heart of nations like an old, worn out cloth

No more are the days of peace, or good will towards men

Only sin, and private talks the military has about striking a nation; triyng to kill as many people as they can

This place we now know as the World is a hopeless reality

It isn't filled with dreams anymore,but instead its a

never ending Nightmares



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