The World Is Tired.

Between gunshots in a barren Country
The screams are from both men and women,
Children run amidst those fears, a trauma grips their life
Forever scared

On a clear, blue tinted sky, the sound of an engine dies a sudden death
The clouds, the only witness to tragedy
Lost from sight, a mystery ignites in all minds
More question than answers
It shrouds each misguided scrutiny

The World is Tired

Everywhere else, there’s an uprising
The ocean divides, the stark truth of the glaciers now glide, melting
The rains come in disguise, the storms rage
The air chokes and hungry children die
The world is tired
How do we restore it back to life?

-shobana- All rights reserved. Copyright@shobana2019

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