There is a reason for trembling trees in the wind
they are soiled with gunpowder, that fills the air.
The skies above alone bear witness to bloodshed,
they lend an ear to piercing screams that shatter.
And the news that follows brings panic and dread
reminds, us of hatred, that illuminates, our world
Oh how long must we endure the pain that stifles,
how much longer until breath comes out in fumes.
There, is a reason, for lifeless, streams and oceans
they are filled with corpses more than herring fish.
Oh, sighing sun above alone bears witness instead,
they treat mischance as they would a sunken ship.
And the news that follows hides pain and distress,
reminds us, of disinterest, that thrashes our world.
Oh, how long, must we endure, grief that smothers
how much longer, until we choose, to pain express.
‘Unleash the anger bottled up inside.’
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Posted for Midweek Motif @ Poets United