Poem 2: Crying Thunder

Let the sound be clear,

Make it loud,

Make everyone fear,

The earth torn assunder,

From the crying thunder,

The extreme weather,

Burns the feather,

Burns the eyes to tears,

Rain tears your skin,

Nowhere to run,

Nowhere to lean,

A batallion of flies,

Hovering above the dead,

It is unwise,

To mourn and bury the dead,

Diseases spreading,

Infecting and killing,

The living beings,

What we are seeing,

The destruction of MAN,

Stopping it, nothng can,

It comes naturally,

No one can forsee,

Only God can see,

The animals can warn,

But we are lazy to learn,

Here we will burn,

Screaming, as we suffer,

Listening to the crying thunder.

This poem is what I call my "environmental poem". If we are not careful in determining the cause and the effects, then we are oblivious of the doom and gloom future. Try and take aby steps in sustaining the environment. Baby steps, before walking and running. Your actions can save Earth. Do you want my poem to become true?? Think about it... Salaam and goodbye.