This land is burning
Burning as we watch
Acres of flames,
And not just a swatch
My bones are on fire
With the pain of the lies
Ran the well dry
Getting water as sparks fly
Sparks fly, but so do bad intentions
Evilness is destroying us
The news give them dishonorable mentions
Showering us in panic
Sickness and disease
Only nature stands tall
Over the stomped grass, flowers and fallen trees
A incomplete thought
Maybe we should stand together
But we are to dispersed
Were going to have to build a tether
YOU ARE READING
Words from the Crow's mouth (#Wattys2015)
RandomWhat is held in my mind Is on the pages of this book Sorry if some are blurry Or easily mistook But I write for you with great intentions So my faith can not be shook And I write without condition So I am no crook ~ WhiteCorvus
