Sonnet 18

These are the days and times of ending years Where man has made his move away from God Walking in darkness he no longer hears The cherubim that sing heavens ballade In darkness he delights himself to dream Of wars that wash the earth with blood, thus such Foul actions grow while deaf to natures scream Destroying earth and all made of pure touch Les man should fold his ego that's unfurled To obey laws above a higher crown Soon days will come when raindrops fill the world And death will float and all alive will drown Thou giveth man each herb and bearing seed And over land dost man over herb bleed