A Dark Hue

Rippling waters, glistening with sparkles from the sun.
Sprinkles of gray, and bright sunlight zooms.
Hoping that wickedness won’t come back soon.
But the unending, brochure-blue sky and the shrine of crystal blue, turns into a dark hue.

The rippling waters have turned into those of harm.
Clouds of gray litter the sky and the blue moon,
is an iron claw with a fairy fog of a bad tune.
Rumbles of doom and machinery bring down the trunks, 
chokes of animals, small and runt.
Now this world is kraken cruel, and the only one to blame is 
YOU.