This was written for a school project…I don’t really like it but whatever…
I sat and watched
As Apollo’s fire leaked through the blinds.
The perfect mix of light and dark,
How does Nature find?
If Nature can find the perfect balance,
Why does she struggle to find it in our world?
I wish I knew why we try to reform it ourselves
By destroying others’ with guns and grenades…
I wonder why our urge to destroy
Overwhelms our urge to create…
Why is it that we find joy
In killing our brothers of a different faith?
Why is it that blood tarnishes all our histories?
Could someone please solve these unsolved mysteries?