In a World of Confrontation

 

 

I have it in mind to kill myself,

I have it in mind to take away

The toy you’ve been abusing

For I’m losing all my faith

In you!

            This world,

This utter cataclysmic

Globe of many of my kind,

Why does it seem so

Understated that we

No longer want to live,

Live like animals you’ve

Made from us as bastardised,

You claim a higher ground

That sends your very own –

Like walking zombies with their

Heads down,

            I’m crying for all those

People whom you’ve made

Misunderstood,

And my tears are flooding

As I write these words while

The blade rests upon my wrists,

And hope is all but gone in

The sorrow of my heart;

Hope of one day, being granted,

All you have denied.

 

            Why keep a people imprisoned

Without sanctuary?

Why in honesty do you want to

Besiege upon us madness

From the very day we’re born?

What is it that you want?

            Do you want we kill each

Other for nothing more than

Sport? Or is it God the possibility

That you don’t exist at all?

I am crying now with sheer and utter

Sorrow and I long to stop

My breathing in a world that

Doesn’t care,

Doesn’t share the cures

For the curses you have made

And I’m looking now upon my children

And I’m wondering will you toy with them

Like you toyed with me,

Will your glee be met

In you as you conjure games

Of hurt for the innocent they are?

            All over the world,

There is an uprising of suicide

And that be no exception in

This tired and weary soldier,

For I was just an innocent

Of the politics you breathe!

And I guess there are those whom

Have lost empathy for fellow

Human beings,

But I have a heart of compassion,

And all you want of it,

                        Is its destruction!