Delirium

Fatigue of earthen clay so deep --
battle waged: 
Evil,
hemorrhage of hatred,
claiming its hour
again
and again
and again;
Rachel's tears
pouring down,
swelling oceans --
but not enough
for earth fevered with
sorrow monstrous. 
And the birds,
little ones --
they try to tell us,
their tiny voices pealing into a world
where the little perish
as nothing,
making the earth
shudder.