VIOLENT WORLD

They hit and mocked him,

Sinner’s faces were grim.

This is today’s world,

Modern, in the end a word,

Death,

Earth,

Seemingly reborn to violence,

His death was a second chance.

Redemption,

Fear,

Kidnappings, day- light.

Robberies, dark's might.

Armory attacks at dusk.

Strikes destruction, laborers’ task

The space I live in,

Soon we will be leaving.

For I can’t take the viol-net.

Sounds that pluck peace and dent

My future anymore.

Out and far, gone, to explore.

By M.O.O