Destruction Runs Rampant

As I watch them go on,

to destroy what is strong,

I wonder?

Where on Earth it is I've gone wrong.

Whom will ask the Question?

Why did people die?

I am threatened on the phone,

for this I must not try?

Concerned for myself,

I can only be stealth.

Wise to their words,

I find them absurd.

Lies are abundant,

yet, still they are believed.

Where is the justice,

for those that still need?

Should all I have known,

Died, and I find.

That nobody cares,

for what has been done.

I am certain and with strength,

it is you I am sorry for.

You have turned a blind eye,

to those that still lie.

I ponder the worth of myself,

I bear witness to what was dealt.

Should Men no longer interest themselves in the "Why,"

then I shall contain my continual "CRY."

I shall remain in this body which holds,

the ability to gain even more such control. 

To only ask the Question,

the simplicity of this I state,

"Who's next?"