Why?

A Poem by Zoelouise

Why is the world full of corruption?
Why are we all on a path of destruction?

From New York to Africa to Tokyo,
I see disasters wherever I go,

All I see is hurt and pain,
Because In war there is no gain.

People are dying, families are tore,
The world has enough problems; why create more?

Why fill our lives with conflictions?
Over things as silly as oil, land and religions.

Peace is what we really need,
In order for the world to succeed.