a shock of the new
antiquated days of yore
right out of the blue

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cats’ reflective eyes
raining sparrows from the skies
God in his mercy

floating on water
family reflecting joy
just love being ducks

ruler mister nat
unforgettable song man
knew where it was at

with the rain we came
hand in hand on the muddy
leaving our footprints

peace comes with quiet
beyond the noisy riot
and hear the lonely

past the crowded sky
staring at a tiny star
pretty from afar

he cried out in pain
oh to be the lad again
left behind in light

sailing stormy seas
vulnerable little lives
on boats made of stone

schools looked as churches
one hundred years later on
now look like prisons

stuck inside our home
sailing along in nothing
or is it a dome

in the blue-black veil
chorus in perfect silence
points of fire sail by