World without Morals

a poem by Elaine E. Howie

Today a baby cries
Tomorrow a teenager dies and at the funeral a mother sighs
As beside her a father ask the question why
Our world is crumbling
The moral foundation rumbling

With no help in sight
Stand tall be light
As slowly we give up our rights
For it has been a long fight
Consumed by lies and fright

What must the end be?
For round the world we see
The same thing happening
In winter fall summer and spring
A shift in values gone astray

Listening to our leaders say
It’s all under control
And the world toils with their souls
We cannot see so far
That our way with life stands ajar

As we fight this one last war
It all offers us no friends
It does not matter if we lose are win
We will have made ourselves closer to
A world without morals end