Heard the bells of the churches and cathedrals calling ‘neath the waves in sadness, sorrow and raw regret. ————- I heard the bells of bicycles and front doors and a sound of the clocks, that ticked away the rising waters of ice ———- melt, as the sun’s strength grew, and indecisive leaders tried, and Canute… Continue reading COP26 Where Land is Rare
Month: August 2021
Souls
The soul lifted his feet and walked to meet his maker, It felt the dirt and filth of the man who degraded him, over and over and over he forced it to see and feel, the terror of a child as they were bruised, battered and violated by the body inhabited, vainly longing for change.… Continue reading Souls