by Brianna G. Harte
Taking the price of innocence
And leaving hearts full of pain
Could transform the world
In terrible, grotesque ways.
Should those causing damage
Face the crimes made mundane
Or forced from desperation,
The underlying costs may begin to glow.
From financial burdens
To lives taken away
The more everlasting
May be trust and peace far gone.
All make a people bitter,
Swearing vengeance for all time,
And the former cuts at everyone
No matter which side one takes.
Can the world recover
From any destruction it sees pass?
The answer lies in each person
And in them the future holds.
Copyright © 2016 Brianna G Harte. All rights reserved.