Injustices Poem by Tiffany Rose Moczydlowski

Cascades of rain
race away from the clouds,
Bursting for freedom.
Their prolonged stay in the sky
has darkened the outlook
and appearance
of the host,
As is the norm with those
who cross their path.
Propelled away,
The droplets taste freedom
with glee,
Finally finding an escape
from their captor
who mistreated them severely.
For reasons unknown.
But only to cause an
erosion of joy
evident on expressions
of the people passed.
Confusion taints the victory.
Sadness prevails in the rain.
Forever unwanted, the drops fell...
Faster they descended, the wind
sharp as needles
carelessly tosses around
their fragile bodies.
An eternity seems to pass.
The decline rapidly reached
a Resolution.
As the damaged survivors were
thrown mercilessly against
the unforgiving ground.
They swirl around others,
Melding minds and bodies
in a pool.
All share similar disappointment and
woe.
How could their good deeds be
overlooked?
The waters that give life to
the Flora and fauna of
this land
condemned to sorrow by
uneducated judgements of others.
Forcing them to want the
broken tears they represent.
Just shunned and stepped on
until their gradual
disappearance off this
Earth.
Until the cycle
repeats itself.
As these tormented
beings are forever
condemned.
By their appearance.
Not their actions.