Intensive care

Take the world to casualty
Resucitate it's povertyand stop its bleeding calamity
Nourishment empties out of its veins
So feed an IV - line to pour conscience back in it's drains
Shock so close to the world's despair
A patient out of the hands of saving care

A world where dreams fall through splashing tears into a sea of missing hope and nobody will listen to fear.-Drought in resistance and corruption yells loud, peace is screaming as bullets kill innocent crowds, bleeding all golden away as family’s shelter homes in graves; from war, from hunger, from the pain that treats them as slaves. Traumatizing life bruising veins running deep and the will to survive through cracked souls weeps. Ticking of the clock is so frighteningly fast and history is making itself before the past.