World Under Reconstruction

So many people in this world,
Yet why does it seem like they all fade in the end?
People die and people are born,
A cycle going on and on forever.

So many people messing up,
Death is brutal but why does it seem like life can be more?
So many problems occur in life,
It makes me think life might be hurtful in a way that remains unchangeable.

So many people mess up,
So little people pick themselves up and ram at life again.
Most wilt at the wall called life.
How sad it is for so many to fail in a game life designed.

This is a world under Reconstruction.
Too much failures result in a massive ball of destruction.
It has struck so many times.
I wonder when it will be stopped?

This world has messed up,
It and all that reside upon it is thrown out of balance.
Death is everywhere but where is the good?
Where is the good that was produced with life?

I guess 2020 took it all away.
Now this world is under reconstruction.
I just hope it’ll be fixed up fast.
A whisper of thanks to all that help reconstruct the world that was once a peaceful ball of water and earth.