The Sun shines brightly, unaware of the
bloodshed below.
While the clouds eyes fill with tears that don’t
drop.
The stars in blissful sleep, the Moon snoozes
with her arms wrapped around them for
solace.
The war goes on, the mankind bloodthirsty for
revenge.
The grass flattens underneath them
, the flowers crush with them; the trees
slump.
The earth is disappointed, for it is not a man’s
world.