The Sun Is Dead Poem by Monica Hinson
The Sun Is Dead
All day long
The sun shines on us all
Until the sun goes away
And we can’t find it
We tell ourselves
It will come back
But we secretly know I
It won’t
The sun doesn’t want
To shine any longer
On this dark place
And it’s all our fault
We killed the sun
The Sun is dead
Thursday, February 5, 2009
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