Heavens above

Send me the winds that once blew the skirts of better women
Let me stir the molten brew through a crack made easy by a circle spawned
The waves that splintered better rock than me, And than thee.
Set them free.
I command the soil and air.
Beware.
You who think your bones are made of stronger stuff.
Enough.
Kneel and be humble to the low grumble of a sky gone mad
This lightening should be frightening
It snuffs the bulbs out in your home
To light up the heavens
Above
Below
Don’t be the arrogant hero
On ground zero.
(C) Slumpless

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