It's always bad news that we read even worse news that we hear it's enough to make you run in fear.
War after war death after death Every second a life form is taking it's final breath
The 6th commandment says thou shall not **** but not only do we still do, some even do it for a frill Every life that dies, every final breath that is taken makes me sad and angry that I can not save them
My love for life includes the biggest and the smallest Alien, human, bugs or birds no discrimination on who or what I love so when one dies, I question who else cries.
This was inspired by an other poet on here and it made me think that I should write about how I feel in these situations.