World Is Powerless Ii

Morning dew falls, dripping down 
like tears down humanity's pain
following the setting sun
bloodshot eyes

Earth.. nature... society
tearing at the seams 
in anguish
titans in conflict

Minds fertile 
in vast oblivion
lost in direction 
on paths fogged to truth

Mre we powerless to(o)
effect change
or is the choice 
to be powerless
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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