Peace Only Lives Within Our Minds

I watch her with admiration,

Heart of gold, sketching while waiting at the train station.

Smashing of a bottle sounds,

The darkness surrounds.

I sip my coffee trying to ignore,

I know what is in store.

I hear the the ticking of a clock,

Along with the loading of a glock.

The lone man across the way,

Playing his guitar and to the music he will sway.

Our world is crumbling underneath us,

Solving our problems with violence rather than discuss.