Fixing the Sky
I stare at the sky,
search for the moon,
wonder about the stars,
where are you?
What about the planets,
the ones far away,
wonder about humanity,
who are we anyway?
Question the clouds,
lightning warns us.
Answer the thunder,
the world will disown us.
The atmoshere chokes me,
cuz the strong laugh when i fall;
Stand up and grow taller,
let the rain embrace us all.
The colors swirl up above,
wonder what they are thinking.
Am i the only one,
that understands the world is breaking?
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