Oct 15

Problems of today

I wanted to write about the problems of today
but I couldn't.
My fingers seemed to hover over the keyboard
cause I didn't know what to say.
There was so much I could write about.
The pain and horrors 
the rain, the thunder,
the life, the death.

My eyes, my breath,
taken away by blood
spilled by words of the broken,
by the words of the corrupt