The Earth Weeps


In between black and white is blood
And the earth weeps
Hollow words bring promise of a new day
And the earth weeps
What colour will the sky be painted tomorrow
What colour will the new dawn bring
How close to the hour
When all we know is ashes and dust
How close to the hour
When the nightingale turns its back
And refuses to sing
How close to the hour
When the price is paid in full
for all the self serving deceit

In between black and white is blood
And the earth weeps.


© Rik - 10/07/2008



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Written on 2008-07-10 at 15:42

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stef lai
you use colours in such a surreal way :)
xx
2008-09-07


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Hi Rik...enjoyed reading this poem, sad as it is....

I particularly liked the lines, "When the price is paid in full
for all the self serving deceit"

Stan
2008-07-11



Yes the earth weeps my dear Rik, and we humans weep along with it and all will be well, because we humans will work to heal our earth, one way or another, healing will prevail....loved this heartrenching muse of our earths cry....wonderful work, smiling at you, ever hope filled Tai
2008-07-11