Poem| Errie
Air or eerie
Sounds alike to one
Seems you are like a god
Only you are encased in a pod
Moulds of clouds like cheese
In the air, here in abounds a pit
Let the gods remove you like zit
From faces long plagued by pest
Later to stop the pestilential fest
It is again battle of Olympus
When gods threw giants down with force
Like Babel, with height comes confusion
Icarus, we fly too high, our wings lose cohesion
The heavens are curved, we unyielding
We never learn, we remain unyielding
Let's remain in Terra forms
Let's learn harder.
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