Why Do Peopl Let It Happen? Poem by Michelle Guza

shine some sweet light on me,
when my word is tumbiling down,
what once was there..is now goon,
what once was love..is now hate,
what once was right..is now rong,
but how does this happen,
why do people let it,
why do we let it happen,
becouse if you think about it im right,
we let it happen,
we let these lights dim from their bright,
we let the birds come down from their hight,
but the main question is why? ? ?