Days can be cruel

You won’t see the sun


it’s blocked by thick


dark and outpouring



the rain can be harsh

especially on a little grasses


it can drown

and kill

and devalue life

for what it is worth

the winds can brutal

aiming to destroy

everything it passes through

on the skin of this

frail earth

big or small

it is unjust

and resentful


I stand alone watching

every bit of creation

go down pieces by

sad pieces

I am helpless

and numb

and unwilling to move


afraid for dear life

but some days can be cruel

and I am nothing

but a witness

awaiting his turn

to die


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