Sunday, August 29, 2021

the darkest of days

 

The darkest of days

The sight we will see

As Rocking Rona campaigns

Lives will be hosted in


A few hundreds of holes

The 6 feet of darkness flow

Where lights will not shine

Only the droplets of falling rain


Maybe the tap dancing by the wind

Hitting the branches and tree trunks

Whispering to the tall grasses nearby

It's darkness right there on the ground


The darkest of days

The sight we will see

The back door can't change

The incompetence will sink in deep

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