And on some days,
there are storms dusting us to fossils,
and on other days,
the fossils dust away with the storms.
And on some days,
the rain settles the peace on earth.
And on other days,
the earth pieces with the rain.
And on some days,
the rainbows bake promises of hope.
And on other days,
the hope burns these promises.
And on some days,
the saplings sway with the wind.
And on other days,
the desert wind scorch the saplings.
And on some days,
we hear chirpings of the humming birds.
And on other days,
the humming birds erode the chirpings.
And on some days,
they call it a death of an hour.
And on other days,
I call it the hour which calls upon death.
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