Ending Lives Poem by Brandon Park

The world seems so happy
Yet so corrupted
Life as we see it
Ceases to exist

Millions of lives are ended each day
Some by natural causes
Some by a bullet
Or a knife

I wonder
What goes through a persons mind
When they end anothers life

Do they care about that persons life
Or how their family will react
Probably not
They just kill, kill, kill

That is how the world is going to end
Through the sound of bullets
And bombs going off
And people being stabbed
And the sounds of wounded, dying people

It seems as though
Nobody cares
They just continue doing what they do best
Ending lives