Hopes,Dreams, Inequality...and Snow

[xmartinx=]]

snow falls,
like the hopes of many,
fallen flat upon the ground,
never to be found, but to be trodden on,
destroyed. diminished.

funny. the purity of snow,
contrasted with the dirt of the ground,
how two things such as these,
can coexist together,
but then,
the world is but a place of evil,
destuction. we attack each other,
for what,
rich's, resources, power.
tell me this...
what will there be to control,
when you are finished?,
when there is nothing left?
the snow is but the hopes,
of people like me,
people like me who
wish to see an end
a solution
a life
outside of the one we know,
one free of war, death, destruction.
such a life is but inconceivable,
as long as we remain.
Human.

[heinzs]

We must strive to become more "human", in its truest definition...

[xmartinx=]]

thanks heinz, most of my poems come down to the "human" race and how we claim the title but do not act it. thank you much appreiciated