mourning the living

I am mourning a life that is still living, but the morning sunrise just keeps on giving. I try to dissassosiate my self from this plane, then along comes the darkness ,creeping up on me again , with its visions of pain. when will i ... no i take that back... will i ever be at peace? in this world where i see only war and defeat? Poor kids wondering around on the hard cold ground in only their bare feet, yet worse than that they have nothing to eat! The rich and the powerful, the souless leaders, have money to burn but wont use that money to feed us. So ask me again why i should not be mourning this life that is still living My answer is simple... I will love, praise and rejoice in the life that is giving and is pure. I will not rejoice in the living who are doing the killing, resulting in a world of war. Leaphi87