Sadly Speak Last Poem by James Walter Orr

I look at this crazy world,
I see all the pain.
I look at the cruelty
All once and again.

Why can't we have harmony?
Why must we have strife?
Each day takes another bite
From out of each life.

Each heart counts some other beats,
Each nearing our end.
Life is making it's count down,
But no one will bend.

I hear all the songs you sing:
Most lonely I've heard.
You have got your memories,
I've got the last word.