Scars of Time

The Earth cries out in pain,

Echoing through time and space.

Life and Death meet face to face,

As existence grows less sane.

Each moment creates new agony,

And Hope begins to die.

Blood begins to fill the sky,

And the Earth sighs warily.

Each choice wrong made,

Though of free will,

Gives the Earth its fill,

Of scars that will never fade.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The Earth Cries Out; The Black Wind Howls

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