Tears From Fear

No much I can say About myself But that I was born With a vision and ambition And always concerned About our existence! I have clearly noticed That No a single day Has passed by Without witnessing The transgression Upon Mother Nature: Man with a heart as hard As a stone And as cold As a glazier! Air and water polluted While forests vanished And beauty slowly disappears! Here I am, Alone and sad, Knowing no more Which direction The turbulent wind Will blow next time! Here I am, Wiping out my tears And possessed by fear Knowing that we are Digging our own grave! (c) All rights reserved-2014 New York City