The sky laughs

The Sky Laughs.

Twice into the skies mine eyes gazed.
Thrice I look around and am amazed;
With curious eyes `nd sick surmise
My heart yearns for the sunrise
Sunrise and blue skies
With glitter lips and rainbow eyes
Where your sparkle flies
With sweet summerlies,
But still laughs the skies.

So shrill is the laughter,
Piercing than the chill of an alpine november.
Sending echoes and woes to souls that slumber,
Faint hearts herein impossible to number.
Vain skies, sickly sunrise...
How grave is thy despise,
How long will we wait for summer lillies?
Change soon your dailies.
But still laughs the skies.

The land is barren with brick and brair,
The undulating plains is now rare.
Soft winds are now dropt,
Forcing new life us to adopt.
But the scotching sun bites the melanin skin,
Making my flesh faint and leen.
Still i laze my gaze into the sky,
The ceiling under which i longed to lie.
But still laughs the sky.

Listen to the sounds from the underworld,
The sounds of ungerminated seeds
Propagated by inhuman deeds;
The saga is sure to outlive time,
Cause us to spend even our last dime.
Sounds, sounds of crashing forest trees,
Habitation of the honey making bees.
Laugh, laugh your heart out
And on the hilltops make your shout;
Maybe, maybe, you getting dumb!

By R.N. Fidanza & S.B. Officer