Rejects in the SkyA Poem by CerebriationWe, We are analogous to something kinda fabulous. Just ignore the fuss and come with us. We're riding on the only bus that never needs new tires, cause we're in the sky. We're in the sky. On up, into the stratosphere, out of, this human atmosphere. We're alien, don't need 'em here. The principles that we hold dear are all the ones they tend to fear, but we're the ones with all the gear. The rest will come up short. Generic is just what you'll be, if you don't come along with me, and from the dirt, above you'll see those rejects in the sky. Rejects in the sky, those rejects in the sky are gliding swiftly up above, as you look on and ponder of, your aching feet and absent love, as we keep passing by. Rejects in the sky, rejects in the sky rejecting your woeful plea. It simply wasn't meant to be, and you are undeniably ineffably of zealotry. So it goes, just so you know, we cannot compromise. So it is, and has to be, to you I must advise, you weren't meant for this ascent, with rejects, in disguise. Sincerely, with the utmost love, -The Rejects in the Sky © 2018 Cerebriation |
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Added on March 4, 2018 Last Updated on March 4, 2018 AuthorCerebriationAiken, SCAboutMy name is Justin. I'm an Instrument/Electrical Technician, IT Professional, singer, writer, artist, and whatever else you want to call me. I write what I feel and sometimes it feels me. My life ha.. more..Writing
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