Teen Years

In my so few years,

I have seen many tears;

In my short travels,

Too many lives unraveled;

I've seen too many hearts

That were torn apart.

I constantly wonder

About humanity's blunder.

When did our passions turn

To an anger that burns?

Why is the violence

Being answered with silence,

And who is to blame

For the people's pain?

While we point the fingers

The pain still lingers.

(Does the pain from before

Show us what's in store?)

For we give God our backs,

And our Faith is what we lack,

While Hope dwindles away,

And Love has gone astray.

Davon Ferrara