The sky cried again today, it was sad and angry.
I wonder, if it was supposed to flood the earth and **** all living.
I wonder, if the raindrops are really tears of those, who cried today.
I wonder, how many must have cried today, to make the grass smell like it showered.
I wonder, if lightning is a photoshoot of the world, before it’s drowning.
I wonder, who is going to look at the pictures taken today.
I wonder, if thunder is the drumroll before the surprise.
I wonder, if everyone feels the beat in their veins.
I wonder, if the raindrops are afraid of landing on the leaves of the high trees.
I wonder, if the trees ever look down at us and think of all the better ways they could rule this world.
I wonder, if they ever scream at us, to stop ruining their earth.
I wonder, why we take this world for granted and call it ours.
I wonder, if we took this world from a better cause, to make the sky cry.
I wonder if I am the only one to see this broken world in the rain and,
I wonder, if I am the only one to hear the endless screams of pain, to see the tears of so many, covered up by an act of nature.
I wonder, if humanity has survived longer than it should have.
I wonder…