The Writer's Forum

All the people who are shot down dead,
All the people homeless without a bed,
Give up trying to understand why things are this way,
But keep hoping it will change one day.

All those without any food, hungry and alone,
All those without a friend of their own,
Give up trying to understand why things are this way,
But keep hoping it will change one day.

All those that see the sadness in another’s eyes,
All those that secretly at night cries,
Give up trying to understand why things are this way,
But keep hoping it will change one day.

All the people who work hard, without a single bit of thanks shown,
All the single mums struggling to make a happy home,
Give up trying to understand why things are this way,
But keep hoping it will change one day.

All those who have been abused, bullied or disowned,
All the unwanted children who are unloved,
Give up trying to understand why things are this way,
But keep hoping it will change one day.

All the badness and suffering in the world,
All the strife and pain that that exists,
We will never understand,
There is no reason for it to be this way,
But if we keep hoping, try to change it, make it better if we can,
Then maybe things will be different one day.

By Sammy B