It's a cruel world

As I was driving home tonight,
I noticed a group of kids around the age of
Probably twelve beating up on someone younger.
It was on the front lawn of a church,
Not to mention it was three against one.
I felt helpless
Not only because I had no idea where I was so I couldn't call the police,
But because I was in a taxi so I couldn't stop the car either.
Every day adults hurt, molest, rape, and abuse children.
But these were kids for the love of god.
Full blown children who
Probably haven't even hit puberty yet
Kicking his head and punching him
In the side while he layed helpless on the grass.
It's a beautiful night,
And I was in a great mood.
But suddenly the grass doesn't look so green anymore,
And the pink and purple hue of the evening sky isn't so beautiful now.
Neither the breeze nor the warm wind feel peaceful at this point;
And it begs the question;
How can something so beautiful turn out to be so ugly?