the sky cried

when I begged of you

to stop

you ignored  my plea

and carried on nailing

you should have

.

the sky cried

when it saw me hung

and drenched

frailly calling  on you

not to forsake us

.

but you walked away

from the storm

clinging on tightly to

your cloak of ego

disregarding my plea

.

when I begged of you

to stop

you should have

and so I walked away

the sky cried..

.

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no longer great

we  can no longer  be  great

if   we choose   to   distance

we   cannot   yield   strength

lest  we   could   both   moat

and soak clean the distress

and   till   we    cuddle   back

in   pampery    smiley   unity

we  can no longer be  great..

.

.

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