When I Awake

When I awake, in the morning,
hearing the World news,
I want to run and hide,
it's what I would choose.

We, as people,
are killers, don't stare,
we will kill others,
with little fan fare.

Another mass shooting,
in another town.
What are the reasons,
for shooting kids down?

The World, we live in,
is hateful, I see.
What has happened
to the Great Society?

No more the killing.
No more the strife.
No more the taking
of another one's life.