A Broken World
A place of despair, Devoid of hope, Always war-ridden - Physically or mentally. Have we finished it off? Is there still a ray of light? Darkness. More Darkness. A silent noise always lingers— One no one seems to hear. Yet everyone hears the cries, The echoing scream for help. Why? Why? Why? There are a million whys to answer. It’s your duty in life to resolve at least one. Do what you can. The world needs you. - ANAYA SHETH