My world's just been falling apart, and I can't help but cry. Fortunately, or unfortunately, the best of poems spring up from the most horrid sadness.

<center>I shed my tears,
In worry, in fear, in pain,
But all in vain.
But alas,
I shed them the same,
I will no longer hide in shame.
A storm killed eight,
A car crash one,
A shooting thirty or more.
What kind of world,
Are we living in?
What are we to do for tomorrow?
So we hang on to what we have,
Praying our lives don’t go bad,
We hoard everything we’ve ever had.
And so I cry,
And so I weep,
And so I loose my precious sleep.

I shed my tears for the world. </center>

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.

Wow it's like...*reads verse again*...amazing

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Thanks Nurratiel, *Ennostiel*, PD, and Githoniel

*bows deeply* I had momentarily lost faith in mankind, but have since decided that there isn't a thing anyone can do to make me loose my faith in people. If He can have faith in me, I can have faith in His world.

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.

*hides from religious talk*

nice poem though, nice strong rhyming, you have skills