If no one cared - short poem

If no one cared,
we would all die,
And if everyone is dead,
no one would be left to cry

The young -poem

The young do things
They do not mean
And some of them
Are not seen

But some of them
Are very known
And everyone's reactions
Are clearly shown

Love, Hatered
Discust
Some of them
Even show Trust

For the young
Do all kinds of things
And when people show trust
They feel like they have wings

The young can do
Bad and good
But they always do
What they should

Fighting monsters -poem

We have been broken,
Beaten, stepped on and stabbed
It has left us quite cold
And we are very mad

Who would do such horrid things?
Who would where these kids down?
And how could they stand themselves
And still be human?

They are monsters
Things that aren’t wanted
Things that should not be seen
But they still roam the streets

They should not be parents
Should not be here
In this world that we live
They are what taint it

Things like them
Corrupt others minds
And beet the ones
Who don’t comply

Yet we still fight on
Through all tribulations
No matter what happens
We will stand firm

Though some will falter
Most will stand tall
We will help others
And the fallen will rise again

Against the monsters
That roams our homes
Our schools
And our streets

They break and beat
They step on and stab
Whether it’s your body
Or your mind

But we will fight on
We will stand tall
We will not give
The monsters shall fall

We will fight
As hard as we can
We will not die
We will not lose

We will live on
We will defeat them
We will not perish
But they will rot.

Alone -poem

Two young girls
Running under the crying sky
Tears streaking their faces
Plowing through the forest

Running from the destruction
And terror behind
Trying to forget
The sound of gun shot

Ringing in their ears
Haunting them
Not letting them forget
The death they left behind

All alone
No idea where they are going
Just knowing it far away
From the stench of chard wood and death

Through the unknown forest they run
Trying to find a place
Any place
To go

One looks back
Wishing it all away
The other stops and shouts
She turns back to late

Over the edge of a cliff
She did not see
Grabbing something
Anything stable

The other looks over
Already on her knees
She holds out a hand
Stretching as far as she can

Desperate she reached for her
So close yet so far
She tries to climb
And the rocks give way

They both scream at once
One of denial
One of terror
As she fall into darkness

Watching her disappear
Shouting her name
It was useless
She was dead

Her gaze was blank
Shaken with what had happened
Not able to comprehend
Her loss

And slowly she realized
Everyone was gone
Family and friends
The whole town in ruins

Her friend was dead
And she was alone
And as she started to cry
The sky wept with her

The mask that will not break -poem

Oh, the masks
We have created
To shield ourselves
From the hatred

To hide
Behind a perfect face
And to look like
You live in a perfect place

The mask you show
Shields your heart
Your mask is too precious
That you can’t be apart

Out of fear of being
Rejected
And of being alone
And unprotected

The masks you where
Are so convincing
That other people
Can’t tell what is missing

It looks so true
So normal
That even
I can not tell

What is real
And what is fake
Behind that mask
That will not break