everything is blowing up
falling from the sky
as we run we don't look back
for if we fall, we die
the mines are buried deep below
the field is slippery
wet from crying wet from rain
wet from misery
little bits of happiness
little bits of pain
little bits of everything
drowning in the rain
little bits of yesterday
blend we don't know how
but come the morrow
we will see
about the here and now
1 comment:
it bothers me that the only punctuation is a comma in line 4. well, i guess if you count apostrophes there's a little more. it kinda reminds me of s'dom (no idea how to spell it, i mean that city that avraham saved lot from). but i like it (the poem, not the city... that was a upr).
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