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 © Richard Martins | Year Posted 2020
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