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My Attempt At Poetry by TheOtherEliArts2001

Red Sun

The sun is there, the sky is red

In the heavens, blood has been shed

We stand together, in the light

Towards the sun, we aim our spite

Within the rays, the air is hot

For this to happen, I thought not

As now there is a heated gust

Upon our flesh, it has been thrust

What happens next is frightening

Our hearts are struck by lightning

For all within this heated gust

Our skin and bones, now ash and dust

Flesh is now, but nothing more

Than many clouds of ash galore

We're all but gone, and nothing left

Of life our world is now bereft

My Attempt At Poetry

TheOtherEliArts2001

4 June 2020 at 10:55:19 MDT

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