Voices of the World

Voices of the World

A Poem by Voice

This poem is about the evils in the world and how we are enabling them. I hope it inspires people to stand up to injustice and to fight for the causes they believe in with all their heart�



Voices of the World
Where is the world going
With its pain and suffering
Endless hatred and distrust
Only victims shed a tear
Children growing up in a world of war
Not knowing love
Only feeling fear
Parents come home in a wooden box
People on the street
Some not knowing where they are
No food, no clothes
In the world they are alone
Woman and girls are bought and sold
Just an object not a life
Used for only one purpose and then are thrown away
Hundreds of them killed each and every day
Drugs and guns on the street
Gangs leaving their tags on parks
Broken booze bottles, used needles
Is anywhere safe
The monsters came from the home to the street
Learning from generations before them
How to hate, how to kill and not care
The wolf is only satisfied when blood spills
How many innocent lives will be destroyed
Before everything is lost
Is all we think we’ll gain
Really worth the cost
In a world where children have less rights than dogs
Their molesters walk free
Just a slap on the hand
And out to rape again
Victims and survivors barely get their 15 minutes
The purp is the one with the media attention
Crime percentages rise higher
We need an intervention
As time is going by
We’re quickly getting worse
Living each and every day
Like we are stuck inside a curse
Bombs are going off
Plains are crashing into towers
Never forgiving and forgetting
People will always want revenge
Fights and riots breaking out
In the schools and on the streets
Unseen battles only some can comprehend
Broken bodies and hearts nothing can ever mend
Dreams are considered nothing but imaginary
No one even tries to make them a reality
Giving up to fast
Before they give themselves a chance
It rattles people’s brains
It can make you go insane
The question why is an old one
And it’s one that can’t ever be answered
Something’s got to give
Is the balance between good and evil really equal
Maybe it depends on what side you see
Or maybe tides are turning
People keeping up their guard
Not letting anybody in
With the evil that we see
We’re questioning if good can ever win
Why is everything being torn apart
Houses falling in
Bridges collapsing
Too much devastation to count
Does anyone or anything
Really even matter
Come on people get with it
Step up to the ladder
Men beating on their wives
Wives murdering their kids
What ever happened
To make the world like this
Teens are following in their parents footsteps
Learning how to hit
Learning how to yell
They don’t go to church they’re already living in a hell
The news can’t depict it clear enough
They only pick the stories that they think are good enough
The rest collect dust on a shelf
Forgotten by the world
People need your help
Will you just look away
Go ahead, keep on telling yourself
That they can wait another day
Me I’m just the writer
I am just the voice
And I am here to tell you
That we all have a choice

© 2009 Voice

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If each one of us would take the time to act, and not just talk, to believe and really show to others what we believe in a way that "others" will understand and notice, then we will make a dent in this sea of "uncaring" attitude that seems to prevail in our culture today.
Yes, there are those who care, many of those who care, but voices get snuffed out by the loud cries of bureacracy, pay-offs, greed, lust for power, cowardness, and pride that brings down mankind, rather than build it up with true love and concern.
This is an excellent write. I applaud you for your compassion!!

Posted 10 Years Ago

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This is excellent, Voice. A really mature piece from a young person - your writing is truly evolving, better and better. kudos to you!

Posted 10 Years Ago

Wow. this story tells the truth, the RAW truth. and the last verse gives everyone who reads this a message that they have a choice even when some don't know that they do.

Posted 10 Years Ago

Congrats on your winning poem! Very good!

Posted 10 Years Ago

Absolutely. If we all actually did something, maybe something would actually change...

Posted 10 Years Ago

Nice poem but it could bne even betetr if you made it Rhyme, I see lots of possibilities, Good job.

Posted 10 Years Ago

Beautiful, I'm doing my best to change the world, but I'm just one person, I can't do this all by myself, so I'm hoping you guys will help, if we all pitch in, we can do something.

Posted 10 Years Ago

I could tell you that this is Brilliance but you probably already know that! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago

I could relate to a little too much of this; it hit home. Well written. It deserves recognition and kudos for getting a strong message where people can read it.

Posted 10 Years Ago

Very well done. This needs to be in the Sunday paper so maybe a minor fraction of the human race will see these words. Everything in this poem is all too plain and true. Excellent voice for those who don't have one. :)

Posted 10 Years Ago

Beautiful.Sometimes all you really need is a voice.

Posted 10 Years Ago

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