There poor rotting corpses, lie beneath the sun <br />We all know they’re there, yet nothing is done <br />Ghastly smells of violence, rape the air <br />Cold hearted murderers are out there <br />Nothing is done, nothing is said <br />We’ll fight the vicious, we’ll hand our head <br />Everyday people die <br />No thought is spared for those who cry <br />Tears of joy or devastation <br />What this world lacks is appreciation <br />Life is not precious, just a burden to live <br />We take what we can but forget to ever give <br />And love is a meaningless four letter word <br />Used so fluently by the little boy and girl <br />And we’re all soon to die and say goodbye <br />I hope that we choke on all our riches <br />This world id full of Bastards and Bitches<br /><br />Emily Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bastards-and-bitches/
