one day,i was just looking around.thinking.and this poem is just one look at the world.or,at least the one that i see.

I'm sitting in my livingroom.

music is playing.

its dance music.but thats not what i feel like doing.

i feel like screaming on the top of my lungs.

death is here.

i can feel it.

there are people dying everywhere.

in homes.

in public areas.


people are suffering.

and yet,no one cares.

everyone just paces by.

no one thinking of it in their shoes.

through their eyes.

or in their heads.

because no one even cares.

Submitted: May 06, 2010

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