Somewhere I Know There Is Nothing
Somewhere I know there is nothing.
No souls, no human beings at all.
Just a black void with nothing in it.
That place is the world.
These days, it's all just war and sadness,
with this uncaring planet descending into madness,
no God ever bothering to take control.
We point fingers to the economy
and we point fingers at crime.
We point fingers to the sky
and blame God for these hard times.
And some say that we should change ourselves
in order to not be so much of a burden to this world.
I say that we should all kill ourselves
so we can finally leave this planet on its own.
It will know what to do.
It will carry on without us, that's for sure.
Written for the February Writing Challenge Contest.