Ode To My Cloud
O distantly mean cloud!
Don't you see?
Don't you gather?
The weather is angry
and freaking out ..
I look out for you
and for myself
while you keep running
from me and fade out ..
O sole cloud!
Without you,
This earth is full of thorns
and the panels of my cottage
are sad and dark ..
Don't be like this false world
To hypocrites appealing
giving them fake crops ..
and to good folks
making a waste land ..
Copyright © Chokri Omri | Year Posted 2020
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