The Sky Poem by ChiMark Sunlight Ndubuisih

The Sky



In my 26years old
Of life still wondering,
The mystery behind sky,
How it stays up there is a miracle,
For no cable, rope or tread,
Tied to it merely to suspend it,
But it hangs there beyond reach,
The sky is there free of aches of life,
And we here groaning for live.

Thursday, August 20, 2015
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