DEATHWISH

The blue skies now ashen
With smoke from cannons.
The water once, crystal clear,
Now crimson red,
Laced with futile waste.
The famished; denied the bread,
Mothers wailing, groping for their
Babies; Their spines snapped.
Their muddy tears unheeded, Rolling into
Barrels resting against their temples.
The cold damp ether smells of poison;
The poison of inhumane Malice,
The lips of blind Greed softly exhaling;
Cozened naivety devoured by the vile.

Emaciated skeletons of ancestral trees,
Stands tall amidst the ruin; the chaos,
Bear witness to the insatiable hunger;
More, More and yet More.
The seeds of hatred planted in barren soil.
Pushing its filthy head into
A world plagued by anger and atrocities,
Where steel, fire and guns
Soar higher than the white dove and olive branch.
The looming vultures silhouetted against
The waning sun, salivating at the sea of human flesh.

No phoenix will rise from the ashes again;
No God nor Noah will save the earth this time…
From a BIGGER BANG.