Member Poem

The sky’s a laughing stock
For the birds who scream and mock,
At their home now nothing more than a shadow.
In apathetic flash
Mother Nature turns to ash,
The worlds a sanctuary for the shallow

No evil angels fell
At the resting threat of hell,
The fires flourished in the eyes of the kind.
A promise unfulfilled
The foundation which they built,
An unbreakable oath rectified in lies.

Uninhabitable,
It’s unfathomable,
The stars bright smiles used to shine.
In delectable words,
They injected the curse,
The death sentence of all that’s right.

In the war zone they call a home,
They sit on their throne - the shadows of catastrophe.
They tell you with promising smiles,
To stay for a while - in humanity’s masterpiece.