Look beyond the shadows,
where snow falls in a flurry.
Look beyond the mist,
where the rain falls in a hurry.
No time to think hurrying to its job,
floating ever so softly, a cloud so white
affection to its holding,
with it's admirable plight.
A man so human,
pretends be so plucky,
so petty that cannot compete
with a cloud so puffy.
A cloud seeks nothing more,
then to pour its life out,
To the forever wanting souls below.
A cloud holds dedication
to it's belongings inside.
While a man holds complications
made by his own pride.
breaking its own rules
man goes along.
No loyalty, No Trust,
a man's nature is beggining to rust.
No future lays ahead of any kind,
so sightful, but yet so blind.
Greeding the want passion,
wanting with unneeding desperation.
Diminish under the ground,
Bury without a sound!
Answer this forever questioning
and you shall question the lords intentioning.
Why is a man so proud,
if it cannot even compete with a cloud ?