The Sun is Hidden (standard:poetry, 87 words)
Author: MAC	Added: Jan 12 2001	Views/Reads: 4085/3	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A man learns the value of the sun too late and begins searching for a subsitute.

I have lost my vision 

I can see no sun 

My life has become fused 

Into ideals that never were mind 

The clouds have stolen my sun 

I have let evil things in 

The sun has been hidden away 

I have let things grow dim 

Storms have arrisen 

It is me that controls 

My mind has become distorted 

Without the sun, I do not see 

Without the sun, I break and spill 

Without the Son, I die and into hell 

I doth not transcend to my destiny


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