I'M Sad Poem by Stanley Bronny

For the unstable country
For the refugee who left properties
And becomes needy
For the poor who is staving
For the people who thirst
In the land of no water
For the kid who lost the parent
I'm sad
For the unborn
Who misses the beauty of the world
The love and the hatred of man
For the firefighter who loves his mission
But would never return
For the insane who could'nt be like you and me
For the corpse which could'nt wakes
And defends the pride
I'm sad
For the rich who spends big money
On his taste and refuses to aid
The fellow
For the sick person who seeks financial aid
But at whose funeral
Drinks are used for washing hands
And delicacies are served
I'm sad
Just because I'm sad.