The winds are sad for the people pollute her
With toxic chemicals that suffocate her
The trees are mourning their beloved friends
Who were lumbered in cold blood by the wicked
The Nimbus have fled the sky to seek refuge
In the fortress of the Cirrus clouds
And so we are here crying to God for rain
To do a miracle which was with us but now gone
" morning" or " mourning" ? Cyrus or cirrus? do what you can and let God do the rest? ? :) bri
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bri Edward thanks so much for those reminders.A