Waiting

 

 

 

 

 

 

And the mountains freeze
Waiting for love to happen
Garbage dumps, smoke, tree-wood corpses
Frozen inside a shivering teardrop

Red, chrome, pale, white
The sun shines over a mountain head
And the teardrop melts
Drop by drop by drop by drop
Waiting for love to happen..

But crystals of smoke from garbage
Burning under a tortured tree
Leafless, branchless, headless
Melt to rise in the white sunflame

Waiting for love to happen..

The stench of smoke from treeless hills
From the cremation of tree corpses
Rising to the ticking of the sun-clock
As not so faraway a battle rages

Waiting for love to happen..

Crystals of smoke from battle
Rising to the cries of torture
Headless, earless, eyeless, shackled
Warriors frozen inside a teardrop

Waiting for love to happen

Bodies on the roads
Bodies on the hills
Woodless cremations
Cremated wood

Mountains inside frozen teardrops
Tears frozen in dead eyes
Tumbling mountains and tears
Crushed white doves at sunrise

Waiting for Peace to happen
Piece by piece by piece by piece

Waiting for love to happen
Drop by drop by drop by drop

Waiting….

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