A World of Nothingness
The days no longer have its shine. And the night no longer bring its sleep. The rainbow spring no longer show its color. The necessity for rain is a cry of hunger.
The summer no longer has its green. Not even the joys of the sunny days it brings. Curse the day the heavens brought life. For which we suffer from the heat of light.
The autumn leaves are the same. Dead and full of shame. Spring and summer, nothing but gray. So they withered before the sun could turn off its heat. Autumn came without its offerings. The world has turned into nothingness.
The harsh winter is not so nice and pleasant. That marshmallow world I detest. It's during these times I'm reduced to a peasant. It's a time where all our faith is tested.
So as the bodies drop to the floor, faster than the birds from the sky. The world gives out a prayer, suddenly believing in a creator. Curse the day you made us mortals, for which we suffer from the external of this insufferable world.
By Alma Moreira Acevedo
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