The morning arrives,
Laced with blood streaked tears,
These tears of acid bubble,
Scarring my cheeks as they fall,
Toxic ripples,
Flowers drooping in death throws,
While they are waiting on death row,
To be discarded, fed back to mother earth,
To replenish soils,
From spoils of war,
To nourish, enrich and nurture nature,
Transition through life's pathway,
Hell is just another day!
By ladylivvi1
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