Have you felt the ever glowing rays?
Children run during these days
In fields and gardens, meadows and ferns.
What did we do to earn?
Have you ever felt the warming rays fall on your face?
When you relax and sleep when you draw and wiggle your feet.
Now you feel the overbearing burning, your flesh is squirming.
Lips are dry, eyes are watering, body is cracking.
Do you remember the last ray of sunshine?
We killed ourselves by burning alive.
If only we had stopped before we ran out of time.
Now the sun has destroyed our earths life.
When will we have no strife?
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The Words Of A Rose
PoetryA ll the words in my head unspoken P eople who don't know my song O ver the world now E ven in the north and south M ay my words find you B efore my time ends Y ou will know me M eet me in the shape of poetry E ventually this will be my lega...
