Death of Real People

Some thoughts for today's moments...

I make my observation that real people are lost,

They have turned into cold zombies at the cost.

No feelings to spare no emotions they tender in,

Just false passions and little lies will live in sin.

Cold as the night without a care who they hurt,

Just sitting at the table enjoying their desert.

Illusions of love they keep silent without care,

Just a moment in time in the darkness affair.

The real people taking the pain and the lost,

Absorbing the aftermath of being crossed.

There lies the truth why so many are down,

Confused and miserable wearing the crown.

Let not the shadows bring forth the death thought,

That one should be repressed and later be sought.

Be real and show care in your words you display,

For the death of real people is the worlds dismay.