What Is Happening

Mountains are shaking; even rivers have stopped flowing, In roaring thunders and scary storms the rain has vanished, The world is dusty as the winds continues to blow Even leaves have lost their birth colour as the sun proceeds to drain them. What is happening? Tears And pains are screaming; sorrows are stuck in Africa The devil is roaming around inflicting tragedies in the lives of the innocent Blood everywhere with souls lying scattered in graves Killed by their brothers and sisters. What is happening? The world has changed; different in a sense that conscious exist no more People have become so heartless as if sympathy is expensive Friends are jealous, siblings kill one another Chaos is no surprise because money rules the world. What is happening? Heads are shaking, mouths wide open with protruding tongues Lips only reflecting disappointments as hands claps with shock Faces eroding with disgust while noses slightly lifted Our world is rotten, our nation perishes; lost generation it is Africa my home remains surprised. What is happening?