The Change

I look around to only see,
People lying dead beneath my feet.
Deadly viruses that can't be cured,
Ill people who aren't insured.
Heartless people that walk around,
this already dead and darkened town.
Houses bursting into fiery change,
This is the world, this is the change.

I want to hear soothing sounds,
but all I hear is echoes of screams all around.
There is no time, there is no fate,
all is left is agony and hate.
Nothing new, nothing old.
Nothing to love, nothing to hold.
Everything is different, nothing the same.
This is my world, this is my change.