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Mar 2021
Sometimes I hear the news and I just want to go someplace else.
Where hate is non-existent.
Just... imagine.
No conflict, just empty skies, devoid of missiles and polluted air, away from the oceans of plastic waste
And tears for the loved,
Lost in the consequences of other people's arguments.
A place on this planet where everyone just gets on and loves more-
Because every war is a civil war if you zoom out far enough.
We've been told a thousand times, you and I,
Countless names repeating to us what we know inside.
So... are we neglectful, or are we just blind?
How about
"Love does not discriminate between The sinners and the saints"
If this is the truth
Then why the hate, why the war, why not just realise
We don't have to fight anymore?
Because these ****** battles have to end sometime right?
And you can't declare war if nobody fights.
Don't you see?
It leads to bad things this relentless fighting.
Like a storm leads to thunder, and thunder to lightning, and it rains like tears mourning the spilled blood, making landslides of sadness from toxic mud.
I just wanted to press restart.
Breathe.
Try again.
I'd...let the sun come out.
Be with my friends.
And I'd spend a little more time to love.
I'd wash out the darkness, the tears, and the blood.
But I'm no longer happy to smile and watch the news.
Watching kids in war zones with bloodied feet and no shoes.
It's time we said enough is enough.
To those so-called leaders who trade lives for money-
Do you think a bomb is a joke?
Because that's really not funny.
In a world where more guns mean more guns, how are we supposed to trust our leaders?
The people who represent us?
As a city?
A state?
A country?
The human race?
I can't.
I can't think of a solution.
No answers.
I can't remember the last time I saw an honest face on a politician.
And right now?
It's all I need.
For idealism to start becoming the solution.
So get on and love more.
For the sake of Human nature.
Peace is not wrong.
All we need is love.
But we've known that all along.
I wrote this back in 2018 and honestly? I want to start having as much motivation to call out leaders as my 14 year old self was. But I'm so tired. We all are. It's March 2021. How in kevva did we end up here? I feel jetlagged. Anyways, enjoy my thoughts :)
Knave of bards
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Knave of bards  17/Non-binary/Night Vale
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