A Simple Request Poem by Blanche Hardin

Why is the world consumed by hatred, pain, and death?
From birth of the child to their very last breath.
This question can cause to lose much rest,
Being frustrated with the world won’t bring out your best.
It angers me so that I fall into its trap,
Instantly filled with rage I finally snap.
Why does the world trick you into believing,
That you get nothing in return from them constantly deceiving.
Their evil and sinister,
They come as cruel as the Devil and as Godly as a minister.