Why? Why? Why?
Author: Unknown
Winter is hot, summer is hell, the rain is fire.
Sunrise no more, seeing no color.
Pain is usual, hurt is normal.
The tide is always low, the pressure is high though.
The wind is gone with a dark shadow,
see the colored water every where,
That black sky is a predator created by mankind.
Pointing the blame not facing a mirror, Oh what a lame!
Polluted brain, materially ruled heart.
Wake up stones, fly and pray to the skies.
The door won't open for sure.
Silly as results were long shown, but neglected by most morons!
Why? Why? Why?
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
The poem is about today's social standing, how people interact with the environment and vice versa.
Comments (8)
Living for the moment with no thought of future generations has its consequences, yet consciousness is changing as the energy of Love forever permeates times and places where it may appear absent; Love forever 'does its thing.'
Yes, facing a mirror is a helpful start if one hasn't already done so.
Your poem speaks to nature's cry and to the not so tacit sound of a weeping world's Soul. Perhaps those tears are the prayer that speaks to the very heart and movement of what ultimately heals us, and the world... Love.
Ty for your sharing.
Hope this world will not come in its worst revenge to mankind.