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Anguish In The Sky
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DESPAIR Rain falls upon my face and
Runs down my chin to soak
Into the muddy ground
My hair sticks to the
Back of my neck and clings
To my forehead
The rain seems to be
The only thing I can relate
To me, the sky is crying
It's unhappy about how much
It's taken for granted
The clear, blue sky is being
Overtaken by smog and steam
The waste of the filthy factories
Destroying this beautiful sky
The only one we have
It relieves the pain by
Crying, the only way it can
The rain we all know and hate
Hoping someone will listen to it..
I listen.
Why doesn't anyone else
Hear the things I do?
