A Poem

 Here's a poem I wrote that I'd like to share with you.

Please don't be rude about it, I'm not much of a writer. 

There once was a bird called Mira
Who lived in a place called Jamaa
The Jammers were her creations
And Mira valued them all
They were kind, joyful, and optimistic
Playing on land and in sea
But darkness spread through Jamaa
Until Mira could barely see
The cheats, scams, and horrible things
The darkness was you and me
It spread faster, faster
Until the darkness was welcomed
And Jammers copied its actions
But others wanted it gone
It was clear in their reactions
They fought, they tried
But it wouldn't leave
Nobody could remove the darkness
The darkness was you and me
Harder, with more effort they fought
Alliances were formed
Schools and parents had always taught
That dark actions were scorned
So this came as quite a surprise
It was such a horrible thought
And everyone was warned
And still in Jamaa the darkness lives on
Never dying or fading, you see
And Mira can no longer save Jamaa
The darkness is you and me
We scam, we steal
We cheat, we hurt
We do bad things constantly
And this is why Jamaa can't be saved by Mira
But it can be saved by you and me