How? Poem by Lionara S.t.m.o.l

I sunk in the sun my pen and wrote lyrics
People gathered around me, staring, searching the secrets of birth
It started raining, blowing, to thunder
People running naughty, shouting that I was to blame for the panic
I stayed alone under my brothers the trees to cry
And you cut a piece of heaven
And hugged me with this
With covered me to not dread
You went to the edge of the ridge to see the world
No one nowhere!
I saw your hands were missing
They were left to hug me
How you done this?
With the sun, without crying, to talk...