That moment of a birth the joy and pride
expectations for the perfect future
but often this is not always the fairy tale story
of many whose lives are of misery
and squalor brought up in a violent background
guns and bombs the only sound!
Hounded with families out of their natural homes
through history the pattern repeats
stability is something that millions can never know
forced to be nomadic not by choice
some overcome adversity and find the good path
others it will lead to wrath!
It has to be said even those in theory who are born
into society’s good life stray
humans can too often be easily led the wrong way
poverty is far from misguiding
for those who have the misfortune to live that life
facing years of this strife!
Help is offered in different ways in these catastrophes
aid to support and give a little hope
countries involved do not seem to help their people
relying on aid from western countries
yet hatred and tribal disputes over centuries exist
and hope of peace many do resist!
Major nations pursue to take sides violence persists
the compassion factor ignored
corruption or greed has always been in our makeup
nothing has changed in that process
even with the unstable and endless human unrest
is there still not much to be blest?
I refuse to give up the belief in mankind just yet!
The Foureyed Poet.