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I’m sad and frightened

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The horror unfolding around us has me angry, frightened and so, so sad…(The photos are from Rohan Phillips (monkey) Facebook site.

Apocalypse

Whispering on the wind a voice paper-thin,
Spectral eyes haunt my daytime dreams,
Skeletal, sinewy fingers choke my screams,
As I struggle to escape the devil within.

The land is sere, blackened, devastated,
Daily we drift closer to the sun,
What’s it matter now who lost or won,
Our beautiful world cruelly eviscerated..

Smoke rises from the acrid ashes,
A Pyre for this arrogant root race,
Civilization obliterated without trace,
Black snow on my nose and eyelashes.

Chilling wind lifts the veil too late,
Unshed tears sulphuric burn,
Sightless I watch the world turn,
A lonely planet I helped to create.

Try as I might I cannot find my voice,
I didn’t speak out when I could,
Didn’t work for the common good,
Being selfishly silent, I made my choice.

I let this happen, I reap what I have sown,
Where have all the flowers gone?
Too late to ever learn, dear one,
In vain I groan, ‘If only I had known.’

Evicted from the verdant garden,
A nomad in a nowhere land,
I search in vain for God’s hand,
In blood-red clouds, his pardon.

My paper-thin voice a whisper in the void,
Spectral eyes haunt my daytime dreams,
Skeletal, sinewy fingers choke my screams,
My complacent calm completely destroyed.

(c)  Rosa Christian

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