Cover-up

The stone got faded,
Sabotage being its crime.
It had robbed the soil of sun,
A warmth turned into crime.
The dew got entrapped,
In its own world of transparency.
Whether to let go or hold on,
It knew not,it would know not.
The air got impounded,
The merciless rain didn't leave thee.
Insanity and gory word of doom,
Long left perspiring for money.