The Black Blizzard
POEM "THE BLACK BLIZZARD" by martin gedge
Wind behind the wheels back that calls the devil storm
evil are the eyes that wake to take its deadly form
to throw the hammer to the ground and dig a field of graves
for no remorse to takes it course for blackness misbehaves
the dead intent that hath hell bent for mercy be not spared
for those whose lives by throwing knives in skies are often dared
the dark disgust to throw its dust like needles punching holes
to run the wild of every child like thieves to take the souls
and barren waste to take with haste and show of no respect
will lie the plains just like the stains of humans that neglect
for every puff to blows its stuff to air that suits the please
will consume the breath of doom world dying by disease
and through the smoke as people choke like words to leave the nest
we do not need a heart to bleed to pound upon the chest
that natures plan to understand the root in every case
a land to fill each dollar bill that wears a dirty face
a world of one to come undone beneath the greedy cost
it's worth the fight to do what's right and spare the earth we lost...
by martin gedge©
Copyright © Martin Gedge | Year Posted 2019
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