The woes of the earth stretch

Its uncanny hands dip deep

Into the hearts of the cloudy sky

Its stench a host in the skies


The heavens weep

Their eyes darken

Blacken from earthen woes

They weep heavy


Droplets of heavenly weeps

Whip the lands of earth

The heavens retort

The woes return


Their weeps a mockery

Our woes our troubles

Double trouble

Who will liberate us


Our fishes float

Our water soiled

Our farm afire

Our meat poisoned


This must be armageddon

The day of reckoning

Call on the skies

The gods surely watch


Our calls meet silence

Our cries return to us

Heaven only helps

Those who help themselves

– Unique