Life Is Not Toxic

There are many poisonous thoughts But life is not posed to bite It is the human mind that harbors hatred As a spear to stab and torment others Why is this canvas so dirty? It is the rubble of war The torn pieces of human flesh And the cold surface of his eyes What is this game? Where are the winners? Victory belongs to the devil Humanity is shocked and saddened The scale of war is beyond us Maybe it is a trick of the mind There are no human ethos Just scattered remains of children Mothers are left holding the curtain of sorrow Fathers are the fortress of misery Who can save them? Where is common sense? When other senses are spread on the ground Tortured and tormented I can't believe my eyes Wielding tears instead of peace It is a new world Sorrow is in the sky Tears soak our skin But I still believe that life is not toxic ©Kenneth Maswabi Photo credit to the owner