Poetry

The world

By 11th September 2006December 9th, 2019No Comments

Sometimes I see the world passing by,
At times I feel happy, at times I just cry.
The love, the hate, the hunger and fear,
seems to get worse, year by year.
So much war, and people dying,
why aren’t there peace, and more people trying?
Many rich people, too many poor,
this shouldn’t happen anymore.
We all have to live in this world together,
even though its not forever.
As our children live on and grow old,
what kind of story to them is to be told?
I often say, let’s not hate, but let’s love,
its what was intended, from god above.

Tina Howarth

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