At times we cry

A poem about the Earth and the death inhabiting it.

At times we cry.
Tears may fly.
Sadness is around.
Just listen to that sound.

The sound of death.
But hope, that’s heard too.
My heart is as wild as a zoo.
Why
though,
why
all
the
hate?

Though your heart cannot waver,
From the path it was destined to.
You can’t forget death though,
No.

Peace on Earth is what we aim for,
But, when will it happen?
War, anger, death and trouble,
Wait eagerly for the hero
Who will save the World
From hell.

For at times we cry,
But forget about thy.
Remember peacefully,
Death is only the beginning.