David Frimpong

The sky looks sad because we’ve all sinned

Death around every corner, hands soiled by blood

We deceive our loved ones,

For what?

Just to get some cash for a “good time”

The skies are sad because we’re bad people.

Starting wars for something called power

Just to regret it all at the end

Families with no homes, no food to eat 

Falling deep into a pit of despair, in this loveless world

Now you ask me why the sky is crying?

Well I would too, if I could see everything