Here I sit with a thousand tears,
Falling helplessly to my feet.
Heart filled with sorrow,
Mind clouded with doubt,
Eyes empty of joy.
My soul has turned cold,
The world has lost hope;
But there is no turning back
Gloomy days still lie before me.
Why did things have to change?
Why did I have to actually see,
What the world truly is.
A place filled with hate and prejudice.
I remember when I was a child
Living in a world that seemed so blissed,
Where war was just something that we played.
I guess that I was in a state of denial.
I was looking through tinted windows,
The painted glass made the world seem brighter.
But now that the picture is clearer,
The darkness of the world shines through.
Why did we have to age,
Why did wisdom have to come?
Now with the knowledge of the world,
Anxiety fills our hearts and minds.
I wish that we was still kids,
I do not want these adult problems.
Life was easier back then.
Back when the world was innocent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
World has lost hope has provoked thought. Looking tainted through windows amazes. There is remembrance of childhood and innocence. Anxiety fills our hearts and minds. We need hop to revive. Beautifully penned poem is shared here is interesting....10