The Tempest and the SunA Poem by Hassan
Even the skies above rupture at saturation.
leaving us standing in their laments,
blackened clouds relieve their sorrows,
merely vacating space for more
And the Sun mourns behind the grey,
silently crying because the weak
civilizations crave the life and light
and grow weary of misery
A star, I am not, when my light
fails to pierce your overcast horizon.
This Sun cannot presume heliocentricity
and blunder in illuminating
© 2012 Hassan
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