Tears of Heaven
Sometimes, it falls like heaven is crying
for the minds that raid desecrated the land.
The injurious hands left the earth dying
like a helpless fish left on a dry sand.
Thy wrath that drowns the hearts that prey
brings a wave of worries and agony
for the trees on the mountains faraway
we're killed for just a pay.
October 29, 2022
Dizain Poetry Contest (4th place)
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
Edited: November 10, 2022
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2022
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