The rocks will cry out

If we do not rant
If we do not shout
When it matters
When we need to stand up
The rocks will cry out
The rocks will cry out
If we wait, and wait, till
Hell freezes over
And hell fire ravages
Our bleeding hearts
Our bleeding hearts
Ache and pain
From our inaction
While the world burns
In wilderness we mourn
In wilderness we mourn
Mouthing over and over
Never again, never again
While somewhere around the corner
Another plot is being hatched
Another plot is being hatched
To snuff out innocent lives
While we play games with words
Conscience sacrificed at alter of greed, we wait
For the rocks to cry out

Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

13 thoughts on “The rocks will cry out”

  1. Full of pathos and very well done. I tried to answer on my blog but my answer to Julie kept going below your conversation with her. I got lost. How many children do you have? I thought only a fourteen year old. Others are adults, right? Thanks for leaving me things to think about when you visit my place. 😀

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