Poetry

Red skies Red skies cover up black lies
Seeking the truth results only in his
demise
He sees Red skies
Red skies please close his eyes
For the truth he seeks is not honesty but
evil’s compromise
Red skies Red skies create black clouds that corrupt the
innocent air
What was once pure is no more than a toxic
deadly despair
As the black clouds get darker the soul
grows colder
And falls harder than hail further than
hell
And once the soul abandons the mind so too
will the spirit
The body is left susceptible to evil
blinded unable to clear it
No matter how hard he fights no matter how
hard he tries
He will never escape the sight of those Red skies Red skies