What Is To Be Done? Poem by Soibon Sanchez

Sadness and dispair,
It is always in the air.
What is most remembered,
Are all our tremors.

Life is not kind,
Therefore we cannot re-wind.
How can you reach the light;
When all you encounter is strife?
We can search for the best,
But low and behold it's another test!

How many hours must go
Before we finally know?
Can lives be spared;
If someone finally cared?
Or will we continue to fail;
Knowing there will be no avail?