The laden sky
The heavily laden sky
hanging like a shroud over your head
a dense blanket of deep shame
and guilty promises
a teeming downpour of tears
drowning out the screams
of tormented children
abandoned and destitute
cruelly denied a loving spirit
by the mean minded heavens
to scream, to dream, to summon
a better life than the one
randomly placed before you.
Jon Stainsby
Thu 10th Jan 2019 07:13
Thank you, Lisa, Anya and Damon for the 'likes'