Harvest cry.....Rise oh SBD
What evil has been done on our lands?
that now small are the works of our hands,
Why now are our hearts filled with rage,
For this evil which we knew not in early age,
How is nature's favour now turned evil,
And for this, with every tick, I marvel.
Before this evil, we had plenty harvests,
That we might say, "nature gave us our requests"
And with bliss, exchanged smiles with the sky,
But now do we, in anguish, cry.
Our gift now, by every spill, bids bye to its nature,
And to our peril, men change its nature,
Who has done this! Who has done this to our land!
She's stabbed behind: in front they shake her hand.
My land is crying! Our harvests are poor,
My young ones are crowing! In their hearts is a sore,
See my harvest! Poor! Not enough! Poor yield!
Who has done this! But, I tilled.
Leave Harvest cry.....Rise oh SBD to:
Best Posts From ketocee
We have not curated any of ketocee's posts yet. But you can encourage our curation team to review posts by visiting them regularly and by referring other readers. Because we give priority to frequently read content.
More Posts From ketocee
- MMM founder, Sergei Mavrodi, dies of heart attack
- The Poem: OUTSIDER
- THE DANGERS OF BEING ANOINTED
- 100 Days of poetry challenge: Day 1
- Reflections and forty!
- Do you know that everyone in hell are all repented souls? see this.
- How to provoke God's LOVE.
- Cyber Marriage: The Christian Perspective
- Daily devotion # 1: The Futility of Self-Righteousness
- The world has lost a GREAT Evangelist.