The sun shone on me, but , alas the light had gone dark,
The days stayed long, but , in their hearts all stone,
In the hearts , the blood was red, but soul was naught,
So, our prayers , and they pray too, all prayers rise ,
All to God's who have gone deaf, or blind....
Where humans are beasts and beasts they are,
All with eyes that sees not, all green , cloaked in hate ,
Stones weigh them souls ,the ground shudders,
And trees shield their branches ,sorrow rise from ground to leaves,
The trees , they stand silent ,shocked to stillness....
Yet the Gods , they have been silent too...
Awaiting for man to someday become human...
A long wait that bears heavy on generations' souls,
Waiting , its just been so long, so weary...Oh dear God we are so tired...
So tired of waiting , weary... God where art thou...???
Poem by Pc-3(2021)
