A THOUGHT

When I’m All Alone,
No One Would Believe,
All I’m Thinking Of,
Is Whether To Live Or Leave.

To See Children Die,
Is One Sore Sight,
Its An Even Sorer One,
When Father And Son Fight,

When The Soldiers Fall,
And Mothers Are All Tears,
Its Seems Even Worse,
Than The Worst Of Our Fears.

Violence Everywhere,
Destruction Abound,
They Talk Of Peace,
And Wage War All Around.

They Just Can’t Forsee,
The Endless Eternal Void,
That Nothing Can Fill,
Once Humanity Is Destroyed.

And I Don’t Wanna Die,
But It Simply Isn’t Worth,
Living A Hundred Years,
To See The End Of The Earth.