Poetry

All for Nothing

When They Said,
Life was Ghostly,
Days were Dreary
Nights Whined Mostly.
They Obviously Overlooked
The Sea-Blue Skies,
The Dove that Flies,
The Sun that Shines
For Life Stream Plies.
All for Nothing.

When They Said,
Life was Costly,
The Breath was Pricey
And Killed so Softly.
They Obviously Overlooked
The Breeze that Blows,
The Mirage that Glows,
With Each Color of Life,
The Rainbow that Shows.
All for Nothing.


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