I descended down the tired hill
My eyes glancing
At the distant stretches of earth
Dancing beyond the horizon.
It woes
Flashed upon my sight
Drawing my mind to a grand halt.
Everything looked sad.
The trees panned in solitude
Swirling slowly in mild destitute.
The river's mighty roar
Was reduced to mere whispers
As the waters rolled downstream.
The naked earth
Laid bare, oozing blood
As patches of man's bruising
Left a written page on it
For all to read.