The Bell Tolls

From timeless caverns in our human mind We stole the solitude from Earth's heartbeat And left a trail of tears from death behind With our dung lit realm and need to defeat The graveyards left to fade away with years The cities have crumbled amongst the cries Empty furrows are blown by the wind of fears Fill up with the blood from our hateful eyes This crossroad of mankind will one day pass And when it does. Will we be here or gone? One more life form whose bones feed blades of grass Or something to behold, to look upon Will our pulse be, the sound of Nature's knolls, Or become wildflowers on graves of dead souls? 9/18/19 contest crossroads