Poem by Linda Beane
What color is the sky in your world, is it
full of rainbows and sunbeams?
Because it doesn't shine much here, just dark clouds that cry bloody tears.
While you dance blithely over clovers that once fed your fattened meals,
I lag behind and watch the lonely meadows cringe and recoil under your folly.
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