Label Me Insane! Poem by Andreas Vanezis

Days filled with blunder,
Souls fueled by hate.
Another child's life lost,
Falsely acquitted fate.

Days lived self-centered,
Not knowing who to blame.
Shame to humanity,
A tragedy,
A fallen race.

Days feared of being outcast,
Or morally unchained.
Death and no trial for the needy,
Or the physco insane.

Days have no time for a realist,
In a idealist's world.
Only time for the foolish,
In a elaborated hell.

Now days are calling for change,
Children crying in pain.
Paradise sold,
For fools gold,
A tapeworm's domain.