As We Sit Back. Poem by willow moon pearce

Conflicts continue to rock our world
Which I naively hoped would resolve themselves
Countries supplied by weapon salesmen
Which continue to bring starvation, disease
And only war.

Humans have a unique way of cruelty
So many civil wars, I have lost count
Together with our subtle ways of dissent
Black against white and vice versa

Why must there be Poverty in rich nations
The spokesmen for our religions
Foment paranoia and bigotry
How many millions more must die
In the name of God.

Man never seems to learn from conflicts
I always wonder which companies, chemical and otherwise
Benefit from terror and death

I suppose people do not care for each other anymore
The old adage, ' I'm all right jack '
Should fly aloft like flags
I am tired of the news
I tire of them that care only for themselves
As the world plunges into the abyss
I cover my face and weep..