Climate Change

By Ojeswi Medisetti

Seek out the lonely heaven’s grace

Take home your devil and sin

Could I paint you with disgrace?

Bleed out my wretched days

The shame of living in my own skin

Seek out the lonely heaven’s grace

Devotion finds no place

When the heart is vacant within

Could I paint you with disgrace?

Longing for the dead space

Won’t this world’s fate let it in?

Seek out the lonely heaven’s grace

This is the end of my race

The last of my brokenhearted kin

Could I paint you with disgrace?

Wailing mother’s warm embrace

Consider this a deformed win

Seek out the lonely heaven’s grace

Could I paint you with disgrace?

By Ojeswi Medisetti