I love poems about things like this. The really incomprehensible things in life that just happen again and again. There's so much violence out there, so much abuse of the helpless, and of those too weak to help themselves, for whatever reason, be it love or fear, culture, or lack of self confidence. I really like the snappy flow in your poem and the way you avoid tear-jerking phrase. The simple facts say it all.
"Wir wollen nicht Wert und Sinn ... wir wollen Unwert und Unsinn"