Silence –
Echoes of hard times
The beating drums of chaos
Upon this crackling rock – humanity
We stand in the sand of time.
Black is beautiful
Yet black is homeless.
Roaming the streets of anxiety
Dissatisfaction and ingratitude.
What does history say of misery?
Defiant!
Deafening heartbreak
Drowning Mother Earth
In the blood of her offspring
Hopelessness and disarray.
A crumbling giant
Weak idols
Blazing screams
In her hoarse voice,
“Why not fight the good fight?”
A stitch in time saves nine
Not in ashes or bloody Nile
Not in a defiled mother.
If life tarries,
What shall the children know?
Cowardice and greed,
Uncertainty –
The beauty of a world
Without men,
Men who delight in death.
The Earth our home
Let’s salvage what’s left of humanity
And plant the tree of life
At the centre of her garden
So scions might know love and live.
Nice
I remain speechless,
Even though there are words I didn’t get the first time.
Nice poetry, I just loved it.
Let’s plant tree of life
Awesome piece
Beautiful work
Awesome
This is Awesome
Quit lovely.
Beautiful piece