Poetic Song

There are no more song birds,
Only crows and vultures,
Where have all the pretty things gone?
There is crime and degradation,
So much evil temptation,
What has this world become?
There are no more sweet I love yous,
Only hatred and accuse,
When did everything go wrong?
There is lost hope and a lonely one,
So how can this be undone,
Where is all the faith and trust?

I wrote this the other day before taking a nap early in the morning waiting for Chris to get home.