I wrote a poem
and betrayed my soul
for today I feel dark and alone.
The news saturating our beings,
The ancient temple destroyed,
migrants fleeing to Hungary,
children hungry and lost.
manhunts and lives coming undone.
My heart aches,
I am ankle deep in the sewer of life.
Philosophy and love are not the answer,
heroin on the streets is not the answer,
frankly I don't know what is.