Sinking

Someone told me to write poetry so I thought I’d give it a shot. I wrote my first ‘piece’ on the previous article - here’s another:

My roots are embedded deep in the ocean - sinking
our people are dying, barrel of the gun smoking
forbade evil, stand for justice and peace
its so much easier to step back and retreat
but power is in the souls of men who believe
true faith in God he knows that you grieve
for your loved ones passing life is so short
yet we fail to recognise that death is for sure
read in the name of your lord who created
how do we fail to see the truth so faded
the guidance is here but my people are weak
the water is running but the ocean leaks.