Broken World

About mankind and the cruelty we can show. I do believe that I wrote this poem having watched the news one day, and being upset by something I saw.

The light has faded from a world of ruthless greed,

where one day it shall disappear and life shall start a new seed.

Where dark rules all and there is not a smiling face,

a warrior shall step forward built of this earth and fight with grace.

In vein she tries to save a hopeless broken world of fate,

One ruled of corruption and uncertain fate this world controlled by daunting hate.

Her efforts are futile and all she can do is look on and cry,

she is hopeless and does not know where to turn; her head is still held high.

Author's Note

Not one of my best but it's ok.