Midsummer Delusion - 2012/05/27

Blazing orb a symbol overhead
Of what will continue to be
Long after the ants are dead

White puffs compose formations
Gliding together as a lone soul
Ignoring low level machinations

Some pray some fight some ignore
Each and every one very ignorant
To ends mother fate has in store

Speck of light providing twilight
What hopes and dreams do you hold
To warm my heart in dark of night

Who amongst you dares to return
This glance that lasts a lifetime
Or a moment as the world does turn

Yet there is a single tiny bit
Which seems to be speckled black
The sickness to which we commit

On the horizon it mocks my words
For in time it shall then arrive
Even as we ignore screeching birds

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