Thick clouds above

Just because am hovering above with the clouds

It doesn’t mean I lost with no direction

I have a destination and am merely hanging

The scorpions in the cloud, with their poisonous claws

I am falling from the thick clouds of elephants

And sometimes I do have a few laughter

Watching the cloud rips itself up with mouth

Wide open, stretching tentacles of angry

Faces of people at war, all in the cloud

So I just float in the midst of the love

That creates the evil and chaos

Hoping to bridge the gap between anger and love

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