A poem of sorts... basically my view on the world right now
|I have no words
No words to say to my children and grandchildren on why the world is this way.
No words to explain why it's a mess.
However I can try to do my best.
Some of us tried to stop what happened.
Tried to warn the others of what could come about.
They didn't listen, and shut us out.
Now, right now, it's a huge mess.
With nuclear bombs, and large words,
and tweets echoing in the background.
Though we tried, HE came about
Screaming and a yelling, and making an even bigger mess.
So now I sit and wonder,
once all the millennials are gone,
and me and generation Z have to live on..
What words will I say to make them understand,
that I had no words, and I pray this is God's plan.