Is It Not It True? Poem by Emma Emery

how can someone
feel no remorse?
take ones life,
for no reason at all,

how can one not stop and think:
who will this hurt
who will this crush
why would i do this
who could be so cruel
and what was i thinking
when i took her life.

do those people not stop
do they ever weep
for the deaths that they've caused
to someone they didnt know

perhaps their lonely
striving to be heard
perhaps their board
wanting some fun
or maybe even,
they just wanted some love,
a love that no one would give

i guess its just proof
that the world is going
when neibor can kill
a fellow neibor

isnt it true
that when a stray bullet randomly hits
a plane crashes
or a car is rolled
is it not true
that the world's gone wrong
is it going to go wright?