Trouble Poem by Dorsey Baker

Under attack mankind
Hit with so many problems
Hard to understand
Mankind is in trouble

Coming so fast
Just like thunder and lightning
So much danger
Lurks behind every cloud

Looking for the rainbow
But it's still hiding
From the rain
Mankind is in trouble

Too many problems
Still trying to solve
All the bullets flying
All the bombs going off

Demons penetrate the darkness
Where they romp and play
And feast upon the garbage
Man struggles
With the heavy weight he is under!
Mankind is in trouble
Real trouble!