Ashes drifted lazily,
carrying a message to the heavens.
It said:
“Who needs your help
now that the flames of hell
have reaped another soul
from the useless hope
in my unheard prayers?”
The tears of a child
fell from the face of a man,
who’s burning anguish
was answered with rain.
Lost in the drizzle, he cursed the stars-
Never realizing there were no clouds in the sky.
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