The Right Wish Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

I have got nothing to worry about
These sins are not my sins
Though maybe they are
I really don't know
I know that it is wrong
to kill a man
and each day
a few good men
are on the cover
of the front page
They were killed in a war
between themselves or another man
Some were even part of their own family
Some where children killed in the dark
Some had photographs
I couldn't watch
nor could I read
It was all just absurd
and all together pointless
If somebody would've made the right wish
maybe they would have gotten a brain