The patience of time

Time scars the barren waste
Opening wounds
That bleed blue blood
The slow clashing of continents
Cause the land to rise
Making clouds climb higher
Delivering their burdens earlier
Causing the bleeding gashes
To deepen, lengthen
Slowly green appears
At the edge of the wound
Picking up speed
As it brings colour to the grey
Then disease takes hold
Taming the lands wounds
Laying waste to the green
Bringing back corrupted grey
The lands growing cancer
And here time waits
Patiently killing the disease
One by one
Waiting for the green again.


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