This World Is Rotting.
Sorrow,hatred and arbitrary is in our blood.
We've got everything from destruction to jealousy,but there is no trust left.
All of us thirst for knowledge and power.
But,most of us aren't so lucky.
The denizens of our beloved planet have got no honor left,all we believe now is in domination,oppression and slavery.
All of a sudden the taste of our fellow being's blood has become sweet.
Rivers and oceans have been dried up.
And the flow of blood has taken their place.
There are no more trees left and the birds have stopped singing.
And still some people wonder "What have we done wrong?".
There are neither days nor nights left.
Bloody hell,desolation is everywhere,there is no beauty left and darkness has become our worst friend.
We've built walls around us for protection.
Now,only walls are the last ones standing.
All of us have got short lives.
Why do we need to shorten it further with war?
Ask yourself.
Labels: Our World

2 Comments:
its such tangible evidence for the cause of destruction,chaos and havoc happening in the world...realllyyyy...well done..!!!:)
August 9, 2008 at 11:16 PM
oh,i see that someone is turning into a goth!!nice work with the chaotic poem! :)
August 12, 2008 at 11:11 AM
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