An english Sonnet for dark times…

I find myself to be quite saddened of late

of all the violence occuring today.

There is not a day that where anger doesn’t abate

and the destruction stops and fades away.

No none appears to have the time to think 

about how this agony can end.

Who could take us away from this bleak brink

and put the world back on the mend?

It doesn’t seem possible to fix this mess

but there is hope in the world to change face.

Someone willing to go through the process 

and fix the planet from this disgrace.

But whoever this person may be

He will have to fight to save history.

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