People are like storms
They come so easily
They seem so nice
And yet they still deceive us with lies
We see it coming
The big grey cloud
Just shrug it off
It can’t effect us… Can it?
And it does
Way more than we think
It breaks us and hurts us
And fills us with hate
How did we not see it coming?
It was so oblivious
Now its windy and rainy
And we feel so ignorant
We could’ve seen it
It was right in front of us
How didn’t we notice it?
Maybe because the vast world surrounds us
But certain people prepare
They see the cloud
And expect the worst
And somehow
They end don’t end up hurt
They emerge victorious
Standing proud and tall
And watch as that small cloud passes
Because they know they’re ready for anything
I am ready for anything
And I can also note
Friends are temporary
Even family is temporary
But enduring the worlds pain
Is something that stays
Two-Sided Endurance
Endurance of the world's beauty and love and hope also own a certain permanence - it keeps rising; a testament to human resilience as in "The Book Thief". The petrie dish is getting crowded and the middle class is being devoured. Historically, such are the evolutionary outcomes of empires and civilizations.
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Lady A
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