The Stones Wept Poem by Tony Adah

The Stones Wept



The rains refused to come
To the land
Wearing a balding scape,
Grasses scorched up
In a youthful dead.
Volatile air licked the oases
With its tongue
Wind gathered its breath
And poured it over the dunes.
The land is now a desert
Without sand,
Only stones stand gazing
At their loneliness
And weep the stones did.

Monday, August 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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