Farewell Weary Weatherman - Poem by Ian Tronco
Farewell weary weatherman,
A lonesome mind has embraced desolation.
Unsheltered from the exploding storm,
No escape from isolation.
A song of lament reverberates,
Piercing hearts like a sword.
Soulful cries carried by the wind,
Bursting through life’s thinning cord.
Tear apart all naive, worldly perceptions,
A place of refuge you vainly forage.
Animated daggers carved an epitaph,
As you tread life’s final voyage.
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