Sunday, September 22, 2013

The Night Sky

It's where it all happens
Where the secrets are spread
When the lies are told
And the crimes are committed

Hidden under a heavy blanket
Littered with millions of stars
All dying
All dimming
All darkening the sky

It's scary and large
Frightening to the unknown
Terrifying to those who are safe

But him and I, we're friends
We talk
We concentrate, contemplate, and consider
The possibilities that he can bring
That he can deliver
That he can hide.

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