I woke up and it was three,
I got up just to see,
Another kid doing drugs,
Rapists pushing their luck..
How could this be?
When has this come to be?

I got up and I see,
Right in front of me,
The people on TV,
They kill like a chore.
How could this be?
When has this come to be?

I went down just to hear,
Another scream in my ear,
Adults bursting their lungs,
Children holding their fear.
How could this be?
When has this come to be?

I opened the door and I smell,
The air is poison gas,
Sweet flowers less and less,
Where the pungent lies rest,
How could this be?
When has this come to be?

I want to run from it all,
This boy can’t take the fall,
So damn it all,
Can’t peace stand tall?
How could this be?
When has this come to be?

the poet

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/misery-when-has-this-come-to-be/