Tragedy

There goes another popular teen,

Really unaware of the luckiness she lives in

An energetic, active teen is she, who

Gluttons and play at every party there is. But

Everyday people are dying of hunger. Why

Do we live in such an expensive world?

Yes

I wonder why in this

Stupid little world, can’t

Useless terrorism and wars should

Not exist! There are

Cold people, sitting in the ground

All day. Happiness

Left them, anguish stuck to them

Like a plague.

Everyday people are dying from hunger, war, and selfishness. Why

Do we live in such world of hatred?

Fresh justice maybe served on a hot plate,

Or cold revenge served cool,

Reality is always on our menu.

Usually I aim for the

Screaming music that

Everyone else seems to disgust.

Yet the obvious maturity

Of the screaming music are not so obvious.

Usually I close my eyes, listening to the

Rock music of my heroes, the

Better ones aware of the hundreds of hungry children that die every hour; their

Rocks are one that’s stuck in the stream of life,

And no body is there to pick them up. Though this

Is an ignorance that was able to save so many others,

Never should we have allowed poverty the first place.

Now I know

Of the cold cruel fact

That I’m so used to live in.

You could wake up

One morning to eat a nice warm breakfast, while it’s hard to

Understand that someone else in the other side of

Realism probably just bombed himself.

Religion is a useless dilemma, with

Ethnicity always the problem.

Love should be an

Instinct, not a

Godly

Issue. I know that

Out there people are still good, but even

Now, in this cold world, I still wonder why.

I wrote this for the PTA reflections contest. O.o My first fictionpress poem! Review to tell me what you guys think. And maybe, if you look on this side of firstletters of each verse (read down), it'll spell out something!(hint, hint: 'Tragedy is uncalled for use your brain, not your religion.')