natural disasters
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I’m afraid
Of two things.
This isn’t to say
That I am not afraid
Of other things
But
My fear of deep, dark,
cold waters,
And the places on Earth
That the light doesn’t reach
You wouldn’t want to know,
What happened that night.
The fires had come and gone,
Burning all the forests down.
Landslides in the hills and mountains,
A tsunami that had come from the ocean.
There once was a girl
Who had a war going on inside her.
This war was a just a quarrel
Between all nations to see who was best.
The sad girl was getting too frail and sick
a southern wind blows across the sky
clouds once a frightening white submerged into a powerful black
the sky roars / the wind howls
i feel it in my bones
a strength from within / older than history
Pitter patter of the rain on my head
Sends the fears straight to bed,
In the things gone unsaid.
And the crackle of the thunder
Sending all the pain asunder
Taking respite in the clouds
Hear Me Earth
Your actions have
Consequences
Hear Me Earth
Appendages ripping at one
Another
America is pretty great
that I will admit.
Freedom, justice, liberty
We're all entitled to it.
But America is changeable.
We need some help, in fact.
There are many problems we face here.
Bombs all around me
Shrapnel hits my skin
I can feel my life fading
I’m about to give in
Then my Corpsman came
I write to bleed emotion on this blank piece of tree,to connect to the depths in my mind understnading why.
A meager rift in the atmosphere
One, maybe two degrees
You sense its mood is changing
Unsettling
The ground I walk is cold and wet under my feet.
It trembles like the hands I reach out.
Bodies shake around me.
A scream.
I run towards the sound of a lost little girl.
Her crumpled body changes me.
When confusion sets
And you lose your bets
The world blinks in stone;
When guardians fail
And morals pale
You think you're all alone.
When leaders fall
And sickness crawls
