Joel Faypon
March 16, 2022
Silver colored crayon
Drawing a bent line in the sky
Gleaming ochre in the night
And in the day - a shade of white
Where the line decides to stop
Turned orange and cloudy gray
Cast shapeless shadows in the night
Shattered skylines in the day
The shards of a burning crayon
Melted crimson in the streets
Its eerie and thunderous roar
Shook the ground beneath my feet
The angry crayon traced a line that
Found my shelter at its end
Blue and yellow crayons
Still clutched in my lifeless hand