The sound of their screams echoes across centuries
The blood-soaked grounds bleed the blood of our relatives
The voices of our ancestors vanquished in time, forgotten in history
Their pleads go unheard falling on empty ears
This only amplifies their fears
Fears of a future barren of life
Waters contaminated by the greed of a few
Destruction and chaos ensue as we idly stand by
Reconciliation is the only cure
but unfortunately this world is not so pure
Children stand by while they sadly cry
While the adults slowly wait to die
A world torn apart by others greeds
When all it takes is to care about others needs
Will we learn from our past
Or does this world move just to fast?
About the Creator
Tiffany Orton
Some of the themes in my writing and poems include mental health. I have experienced mental health first hand and hope that my writing can help break the stigma surrounding mental health, by speaking out about my personal struggles with it.
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