Struggle

Full to the brim blood boils and spills
Nothing to stop it
Nothing to prevent it
Nothing to capture it as it flows down the edges
Wasted life keeps brewing more and more each day

The world around full of aliens
None care for humanity
None care for its survival
None care for it beyond self gratitude
Wasteful generation coming to existence

Maintaining balance exhausting Earth
Nature gasps for air
Less and less caretakers left to replenish its supplies

Brewing blood does not create
Love is in short supply
Ignorance prevails where love fails

Struggle for fresh breath is here to stay a while