Heavens Lights
drown pours of sadness,
why earth is a cesspool,
why so much crime is involved,
indicted as hate,
why am I crying as loud as his creation,
as times, as creations,
why this much ardent griefs
suicides'
and poisons,
is some unsavory means of escape,
The worlds in so many cares
and languages,
And the many who are sick
and weary carries all the burdens
of the world,
of debts and vulnerability,
responsibility,
as life's garbage,
ungodly flocks In this mountain
of blues, in twilight's zones,
somewhere down,
pitch darkness,
as heaven's light.?
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