Where does the insanity end?

Where does the insanity end?

When does the trusting communication, forgiveness, and becoming one with each
other again matter to people?

Mass confusion = mass chaos = nonexistence of our souls = nonexistence of
peace, love, compassion, happiness

Friends fighting with friends,
who once cared for each other,
to the very end,

Friends who talked to each other,
because they knew they were brothers,

Four our sisters,
I care about them, cherish them,
yes, for our sisters,
I would run for them,
with my feet peppered with blisters,

It seems like all of earths people,
who were once one as a whole,
are now lost in the big black hole,

Is this how it all ends?

We once loved and cherished each other,
handled our differences,
forgave, loved, interacted,
and cherished our short and precious lives,
with the utmost delicacy every time,

But now, as time passes us by,
the hurt, the deception, the attacks, the grudges,
seem so natural for people,

As they buzz around like a fly seeks dung,
for the vehement people, with all of its venom,
will surely end all life and we'll all be done.