Sun, 11/18/2018 - 13:49 -- Shardi

There's much to do,

with little time.

There's much to change,

Where do I stand?


What can I do?

What should I do?

Maybe something,

Maybe anything.


Days are passing,

Time is wasting.

Years aren't lasting,

The world's crashing.


What have I done?

Not a damn thing.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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