The sky is grey,
when I look out the window,
why I feel this way,
it is the weather?
Nay, is it the people?
Nay, what is it?
Devastation,
I am, about the surroundings,
why is it so hard to understand,
about people, war, poverty,
health, mother earth...
How hard we try to help,
yet nothing is improving,
so What?
Why I am feeling this way?
Is it only me? Or we all feel the same?
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