dirty laundry

 
babies breath and chaos rumor through my thoughts
a child is taking their last breath at the moment,
the chaos never stops
we live in a world where blood splatter is an epiphany
because we refuse to see

screams uttered in the night and I fear
the perpetrator of this violence is near
I would like to believe I could be brave
but I'm not brave enough to face even the thought of threat

there is something inhuman in this world
I feel it in my soul

sometimes I can't tell if the news is there to inform
or to feed the masses more slaughter
if we really cared wouldn't we do something to stop it, this genocide?
generation after generation of sorrow

does it matter to you might makes right on planet Earth?

sinister stirring make me ache
I cry for mankind and look away