The Empty Space - Poem
Dawn of the superior ailing,
Forecast was the dip in color.
Lush green fields turned sober,
Acquiring a shade pleasantly mild.
What evil has washed out the strays,
Less was the key to the secret cave.
Out the window,
These were kept isolated.
Neon blue signs announced the place,
"Come here if you are alive" they screamed.
Silly furs on the monsters turned to ashes,
This place at last welcomed all life in
Purely heart cleansing!! Nicely put rhythm ultimately leading to perfection of the flavour of the words expressed. A nice one!
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