We keep running around
In search of something we ain’t even sure of
Hatred for no reason
War
Forgetting we are all humans

A young boy in a car
on his way to school
He was stopped by the police
come down they said
His phone rang
It’s my mom he thinks
Wanting to pick his phone from his jacket pocket
All we heard was silence afterwards
Dreams cut short
Why?
difference in color
Foolish homosapiens

A young girl at the airport
Covered in sweat
Eyes wild
Steps into the plane
Plane takes off
Boom!
Explosion in the sky
Why?
Religion
Foolish homosapiens

Why not love

That dredwire tonuge soaked in black hard tar spoke only the piece of the puzzle which was converted into lies.

He who walks the red sea in dreams drowns slowly in puddles . The making of his own blood. Satisfactory in the future for non is built on your words. Let me show you how it's done.