Worries

I worry a lot.

About my friends,

About my family,

About my future,

About my world,

The world I live in.

Full of good,

Full of evil.

Full of strife,

But not of peace.

Will I ever live in a time of peace?

Or am I doomed to live during strife?

I don't see an end in sight.

No one wants to stop fighting.

It's not even war,

It's terrorism.

It's worse than war.

No rules,

No treaties,

No end in sight.

We're the first

To live in this kind of world.

There's never been anything like it,

Never been so much terror.

And this is why I worry.