Veils

I swear that I once saw a black, night sky

Darker than the beard of Confucius

But now all I see is a blanket of gray dye

Lighted by the hand of pollution

And if ever there were diamond stars so bright

To flaunt to the world the sky's wealth

I suppose they were no match for commercial flight

For its riches the sky must sell

So if I look up again and see a black, night sky

Darker than the beard of Confucius

I'll know just then how useless is my eye

Disabled by the hand of pollution

Reviews

[heavvur]

beautiful.

[D. Pesek]

This is amazing.

[brinkley]

I love "and if ever...flight".

[..R.I.P..]

This is an amazing piece. It makes the reader think you care about the environment and makes them think about what they could do to change things. I very nice job. Amazing imagery. Well done, two thumbs up.

Thanks for sharing.