i hear the drums of war,
and my anxiety soars;
every decibel of my body
caught in a limbo of numb fear—
people act as if hiding their heads
in the sand will make it
all go away,
but ignorance is no bliss;
if this battle happens how much will
be enough to sate the greed
of politicians?
in a war, the rich profit, but the poor die;
and i don’t want to nor do i want those whom i love
to forfeit their lives for some thoughtless war
born only of hate and greed—
this world needs hope,
and so i try to break free of my fears
persevere bravely despite them;
but the anxiety is weighing me down
it feels like my heart is going to explode out of my chest—
someone, please, save us from ourselves.
