The Shrouded Sky. Poem by SY Wong ...

The Shrouded Sky.



There's a shroud of incombustible material
in between the sky and the place we live
We are trapped! We are trapped!
The flies dazzle
The birds lost their will to sing
There's a unbearable silence
and people are wandering 'What the ____? '
A new kind of weather?
A phenomenon?

Wednesday, September 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: weather
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