Draped with such promise in yellowed & amber hues, † oh so silently, they drift & always to my dismay † † † †† On beloved summer's most glorious of landscapes & blooms, †they prey & take hostage; these dreary autumn days † † † On the cusp, waits the somber cold dressed in wintery blues, as sunlight seeps into crevices of Earth's crumbling decay † † 'Til spring sprouts its vengeance & true promise of renewal, † † † on Earth's resilient floor, I'll lay in wake.... † † † † †
I can always tell youíre near. The smell gives you away. You rustle behind the clouds, speaking loudly, Sending a warning. Cool air begins to blow around. The trees rock and sway. I listen for the crack of lighting and boom of thunder. I welcome you with open arms. Pushing the curtains aside to open my window, Waiting to see you fall from the sky. Itís quiet for a moment, than like a switch you turn on. A blanket soaking the earth with your beauty. The rhythmic sound sings to my heart. Every drop has a purpose, ...
I battle cry to the sun the cops just killed someone my anger building up mask cover the ones who care too many who don't not sheep, but not caring human beings ether and then my thoughts go to how this country is better than this
my country 'tis of thee flaws and all seems we been braught to our knees I can't help but believe we will fight till things are right this is what drives us not the stupid and racist they are the deface hiding behind liberties grace