Just a Sonnet Viii

The heart grows in a room - A room of pain and gloom Tears rain on the face, the taste of them is bitter Walking in the deep valleys of death, where nothing seems to glitter. Talking and talking about the diamonds They shine, but no man shine them on violence Drink poison vomit gold, Open ears remain told Looks are deceiving mankind Looks are leaving mankind blind Saddens the heart, nature we found here Today we cut it off, for it we don't care Oh mother nature mankind have lost their way Oh mother nature mankind learns the hardway