MY DYING WORLD



Thunder storms

And green-grey skies.

Buttercups

And light blue eyes.

See the Devil

By my side

Cast in stone

Where the wicked die.

Blood-soaked earth

And barren ground,

Always lost

And never found.

Through the heart,

The stab wounds bleed.

The human race

Shows its greed.

Evil leaders'

Plans unfurled.

Welcome to

My dying world.