Lost souls shifting through broken ruble, <br />That was once their life work... <br />The broken shards of glass, <br />Crystals in their dirtied feet, <br />Gushing blood, that leaves a crimson path... <br /> <br />Life was prosperous and good once long ago, <br />Before these wars, there was bliss sunlight, happiness abounding... <br />Now the only stable structure is the ruins, <br />Of their fractured society... <br /> <br />Where is the love? Where is the hope? <br />These people are lost... <br />This is our future, <br />A world of decay and poison, <br />If we don't turn back now... <br /> <br />A nuclear crisis of the heart, <br />That burns out the souls and minds of the people, <br />The youth's eyes are like dull lead going no where... <br />The children scream and cry into the cold night... <br />The men and women are loveless and lost... <br />The old stop caring and slowly die... <br /> <br />They all fade away, <br />Who are they... <br /> <br />They are us, <br />And before you know it... <br />You are nothing.....<br /><br />Peter Vector<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-are-we-20/
