Turbulence To a Whisper

Eyes to a back hand Wipe away my tears Swipe me a clean slate Abondon my abusive years Closed ears to a focused mind An insomniac's cry for a dream Murmurs of a silent heart Even in peace there's no coma Momentum to a mountain Giant steps of a global catastrophe The broken handle of an axe Retirement from deforestation The blunt knowledge of a killer's edge Gnawing on its last wisdom tooth Turbulence to a whisper The quiet and forgotten roar Forgiveness to their creator For He too fathers thy parents Synapses firing crookedness Thoughts brooding thunder A desert storm to my blue sky Hard currency in the toxic air Grassroots in a perpetual drought Uncontrollable giggles of pollution Laughing gas to clouded judgement Indifferent to the holes in my pockets Shattered hearts to lustre Dulled flowers to a dead forest Sprinkling an intestinal feed Fertilized with dangerous explosives Who will dare rise from the ashes Lie still in the ghost of superstition