The Sheltering Sky

I took a chance today.

I had just walked out of my house when someone said, "Look at that bright blue sky!"
Another person said, "That yellow tinge really is something!
And yet, another said, "I really like that pink hue overhead!

For a while, many folks pointed upward, painting the sky in a variety of colors.

Do you have a choice of colors?

Now, we all feel secure
For the sky did not move.

But more people did.
And more after that.
And even more.
Here they come.
By the billions.

Do you really know your neighbor?
We were running out of room.
We were growing beyond this sky.

And soon, we were losing our ground.
Then, we were losing our resources.

Now, we are losing our minds.
Priorities of progress, I suppose.

We who are so emotional.
Can we balance nature?
This nature that controls us.

One nation under God, indivisible.
We stood on the beach.
Waiting for the big one.

Waiting to be freed from this excessive mutation.
Waiting to be delivered from evil.

All our nails poked holes in the sky.
Red , green , violet , brown , orange ,and blue .
There is a color for me.
And just an opinion for you.
They both are getting smaller.

And when this war is through.
The sky will still be as good as new.

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I took another chance today.

I was just leaving my house when I heard someone say, "Look at that clear blue sky!"
A man turned, and said, "Are you crazy?" He then pointed downward.



"The sky's right here."