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SMOKE RISES HIGH
Men weaknesses as smoke rises high,
Scorching with his touch everything that he touches.
Milking everything till its dried,then one day he shall cry
And ask himself why, looking ahead to only cloudy skies!
Where man now stands doesn’t know,
Doesn’t care, below his feet only sifting sands!
In the distant not too far, evil and an astute crow flies,
Over the land, wars and blood shedding only spots
Men are really completely out of touch,
With their fellow men and with their God,
Causing in this Earth such a disastrous impact,
But still there's some goodness left in man!
~Dorian_Forever~
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2004
