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Calamity of Reality
My poetic muse & excuse to produce has been M.I.A.
Heartbreakingly, four in the family have all passed away
Within seven days & there's no way to convey how it feels
Ink spills usually, successfully, help me climb up steep hills
Yet, the thrill's gone but I continue on trying to write these poems
Weathering rough tides of trying times in the midst of these storms
Pouring, dark clouds corral above while we try to persevere
Travel advisory says eventually the coast'll be clear
So we steer our vessels, like heat seeking missiles, toward the Sun
Trying to find our way back to the days when this game was more fun
Stunned is an understatement not even adjacent to our reality
Insanity; compounded calamity; that's 20/20
Heartbreakingly, four in the family have all passed away
Within seven days & there's no way to convey how it feels
Ink spills usually, successfully, help me climb up steep hills
Yet, the thrill's gone but I continue on trying to write these poems
Weathering rough tides of trying times in the midst of these storms
Pouring, dark clouds corral above while we try to persevere
Travel advisory says eventually the coast'll be clear
So we steer our vessels, like heat seeking missiles, toward the Sun
Trying to find our way back to the days when this game was more fun
Stunned is an understatement not even adjacent to our reality
Insanity; compounded calamity; that's 20/20
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