Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Friday, April 17, 2015

FIRE ON THE MOUNTAIN






There is fire on the mountain
We've got nowhere to run
All around the world lives are destroyed
In the news, it hurts my heart to bleed

For little children going through such misery in tender age
Hope, joy and happiness, laughter and love caged
Families are deserted and left shattered across the world
The hill is high, can't seek solace or a remedy found

In my heart, I have cried many tears
But no one in the world out there cares
The world is preoccupied in looting of wealth
Dreams are destroyed, wasted or laying dead on the street

It’s so confusing, as a kid I thought only the sun could bring such heat
There is no bed to lay the head for the night to rest
Across the sea, all that’s left of life is blur
May God help us cleanse this menace as done before

Wipe away man from cruelty and hate hovering in his heart
Send down rain to wash away our pain, tears and regret
Maybe we can live again together in a world with peace
And plant in our hearts, trees, flowers and roses

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