All the thoughts have been thought.
All the words have been said.
Yet not all wars have been stopped.
It makes me sad and so mad.
I go all crazy. I don’t perceive.
I have to stay awake; I think.
I see the deaths on my small screen
But people see their loved ones, dead.
With lives at stake
I don’t go praying.
I go to sleep. And sleep a lot.
I don’t believe in any magic. In savers
Coming from abroad.
I sleep and dream a lot of sadness
And then my anger solidifies.
I can’t believe in all this madness!
And when I believe I start to cry.
I live my life. I work online.
I read some poems. I eat. Drink coffee.
I live my life. When people die.
When people die, I do my laundry.
I might be sad and bad and angry
I might post pictures here online
I might start crying or even smile
I live my life…
While children die