Sleep

I cant sleep, my eyes want to close but when they do
All they see is blood gore and death
Not much time is giving to people who do what they can for others
We suffer they suffer whatâ??s wrong with that
This world will have no peace this world will not have quiet
We werent meant to be happy
We werent meant to be strong
Where is God in all of this?
How is it a good man suffers yet those who dwell in sin live
They have their money they have their riches
And can pay for the best a person can get
But when someone who really needs help called the rich turn away
The pain thatâ??s overtaken this world canâ??t seem to fail
To bring one down again and again
But we know were yet to win