Bantering on a,
Cloudy day in August.
Relief everywhere to be seen!
Like a sigh adrift
Nearly unspoken.
Shrieks of miscommunication
Ah never mind!
It`s gonna happen
When a crisis of beliefs,
Crashes down,
As if somehow
from on down high.
Relieved shrieking,
From bands of dustmen.
Joy unbounded,
As life restarts,
On a rainy, overcast,
Afternoon in August.
Smiles and sarcasm flourish,
Like the sun breaking through.
Watery moons and rain lie nearby
But maybe, just maybe,
Humanity can survive this
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