This world,
Once so happy, so innocent,
I fear is turning around.
Joy fades,
As the shadow unravels.
People killing just for fun,
The world as I knew it is done.
No one dare speak a word,
For fear of death.
The malevolence and hostility,
Has become too much.
Watching the demise,
Of what I used to know,
Now disfigured and mangled,
Has pushed me over the edge.
I see people I love,
Take their own lives,
And follow I must,
For this world,
Is not longer my own,
No longer what I call home.