Frustration

I cant rhyme these word to let you this is a poem
I should not have say this cause I am mad either
Why does earth have so much pain
I see people cry and it makes me feel sad
While people could do something but instead lay in there nice bed
Knowing that people die here on earth with dreams they wanted to fulfill
But there dreams will be shattered by inconsideration
And there families will cry from frustration and discrimination
I wont stand here and watch them cry and watch them die
I'll do something about this before I die cause seeing this pain make me cry.