Nonsense (It is Sad)

All the people see is Abandoned Hope

They feel helpless

Without a way out

Hoping and wishing

Loving, working, waiting

Trying to ever be so blessed

That is all the Desires

Shivering nighttime

Families sit, pray, and cry

Wanting better times to come

I feel sad about this Pain

It is throbbing and achy.

How can this happen to loving families

But furthermore, why is there so little help

And furthermore,

Do they not know these disagreements don’t help

It is pumping;

Here comes the storms

Because of the division

And little interest;

in help,

All due to us focusing on the nonsense

It is sad;

It is sad;

We would rather stay fighting

Then to be in a place of unity