Heidi Anne Bell
The silence breaks through the stained glass window,
Carried by the comforting rays of sunlight
That mourn the cries of nature.
Swaying limbs of life struggle to break free
Of the insane crimson fires that ravage them.
Murky waves of pollution sneak upon
The sands of devastation, quietly destroying.
Birds of prey scavenge the earth below
Finding nothing but desertion of life