Murky Skies
The skies in my corner of the world are murky and gray,
Not leaving me much to write about in a very bright way,
Spring is still here but hidden under a lurking form of dark,
But flowers are underneath with a light little spark.
For darkness can not conquer any form of brilliant light,
God comes shining through and slays that type of night,
I hold on to him in much prayer for the action I will do,
He said through holy spirit " I will seek the revenge for you"
He whispered "send that letter, send that mail for me"
I wish to do something so you can finally be happy and free
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