I Awoke to a World
by J. Brown

I awoke to a world gone mad,
A great cold sweeping over a greater land;
An impassioned anger filling hearts,
A quiet grief echoing off every wall.

I awoke to a world gone mad,
A peace shattered like the thinnest glass,
A coat of numbness worn by every shoulder,
Undirected rage filling each beating heart.

I awoke to a world gone mad,
A nation being tested by a faceless enemy,
Promises of justice falling from distinguished lips,
Bottomless sorrow swallowing a people.

I awoke to a world gone mad,
Great buildings toppling to the ground,
Tear falling in endless streams;
Cheers mocking the torturous loss.

I awoke to a world gone mad,
To a world where hate supersedes honor,
Where cowards have the power to evoke fear,
And innocents are slaughtered mercilessly.

I awoke to a world gone mad,
I awoke to yesterday.

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