Sprouting through the soil
That God created to look so Royal
Now dead, under the bricks they lay
So the winds don’t hear the songs they play
Mother Nature’s instruments
Her Earth has been stripped of its innocence
Trees, chopped in their prime
To reveal the wrinkles of their spine
A landscape built up
With minds too distracted
Our serenity lost
And we don’t know how to grasp it
A world so crammed
But full of empty souls
Eternally lost behind the world that we’re shown
Dull is the ground,
Armoured by concrete
So the lungs of the earth
Fight for breath in sufferance
The pollution of mankind
That has shadowed our home
Physically and internally
Corruption demanding control
And we’re slaves to the greed
That hungers the earth
Through the ignorance were fed
From our day of birth
By Kiri Gray ©
