In the world of whispers, love once shone so bright,
But people's greed and hate turned day into night.
We lost a cherished soul, torn apart by their strife,
And in the wake of destruction, we mourned for life.

Innocence, like petals, scattered by the wind,
As selfish hearts conspired, and empathy thinned.
Our planet wept, for the damage we've done,
Losing love, harming Earth, like a setting sun.

Yet hope remains, in the depths of despair,
For in unity and love, we can still repair.
Let us mend the world and cherish each heart,
For in healing and kindness, a new day can start.


#love #death
© Folkland