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Earth Cries

In earlier year pages
 there were the time of sages
 prophesying of things to come,
but today, it is the ground that rises to speak of nature spun
 the messages of what may yet be if heard without heed
 if history remains forgotten and unbelieved.

Rumbles and shockwaves scored
 tremble on the land and shores
 windswept dreams of magnificent edifices rose then torn
and the sky grayed and clouds were restlessly formed
 along the surface of the ocean storms forewarned
 to respond in upheaval irretrievable.

Beneath the towers made by man
 everyone and everything is washed away to sand
 and in the aftermath of the world's demise,
soft somber whimpers scour foolish man's pride
 and as it all begins to disappear by fires seared
 the empty earth cries.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Wolf Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 2:47 PM
Haunting, certainly... and so poetically and alliteratively imaged, D.M. Powerfully penned. Best wishes, Gershon
Awtry Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 11:17 AM
soft somber whimpers scour foolish man's pride--Sobering thoughts, poetically spoken.
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