Reblogged from Read Between the Minds:
there is
a gathering storm
over all humanity
with winds
as cold
as death
but
when the rains
do not
come
the fields
will become ash ...like
kisses blown from open graves
from those
who dared to warn
when the rains
do not
come
people
will call out to god
in voices not heard in years
prayers
for forgiveness
when the rains…







