The world is in flames,
and man is to blame,
do we have any shame,
for our war crimes?

The guilt of a baptism of killing,
is it fair, the women and kids,
are the ones deeply suffering,
the violence should make one livid,
but we are too desensitized.

Kick out the fire burning at night,
so we can all still sleep so tight,
while the rest of them in misery,
points the finger at you and me.

A mother's tears no longer a harp,
we witnessed through media,
we no longer feel so sharp,
forget all with a delivered pizza........

After-thought of a child's tears,
witnessing the pressing of gears,
parents yesterday, not today,
and the rain pours from shiny day.