Reasons to the Purpose of Existence

People come and people go,
As fellow humans they try and grow,
In a state of existence they live to believe,
In this world of illusions, they try and perceive.
The glories of past and wars of today,
Play with our minds and take us away;
Far away from the truth divine,
Leaving bitter memories which always remind;
Messengers of peace they claim to be,
The living examples of hypocracy.
Now all we do is beg and plead,
For a world of happiness and not of greed.
Unanswered prayers we blame the Lord,
We forget we live on the tip of their sword.
Hope now stands in the shadows of the dark,
Completely black, where I search for a spark;
Spark for something peaceful and serene,
Am tired of screaming, I can no longer scream.
That's when I wake up and realize its a dream,
The world is beautiful, not that obscene.