Human Society

Human society is sick.
Blazing guns like shooting
Stars
While piercing, leaving pieces
Of human torso
While the human habitation
Destroyed and haunted by
The aftermath
While the fumes of bombs
Haunting Mother Nature
While global warming hitting the heart,
While the tears of victims
Cutting the throat and slitting
The soul
While the weapon industry
Profiting from the flood of blood.
While I gaze at the child doctrinated
While I gaze at the salping
Smeared with blood of the enemy
While I gaze at the sociopath society
While I dig another trench to bury them.
While I ask myself about
War benefits I see none
But tears and madness.
Therefore why fight?
why kill?
Why destroy the world?
Why?

Tapiwanaishe Pamacheche
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 05/28/2021

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