'Red Sky' Poem by Trade Martin

'Red Sky'



Red Sky...., demon's blood....,
The sun is dark..., the river still....,
Birds won't fly...., fish can't eat...,
All the world...., has lost it's will.

Red Sky...., means goodbye....,
The air is thin...., and holds a chill....,
Giving up...., no more hope....,
'Seems we all...., had our fill.

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