Clouds knew who you are

Dittoing your nightmarish reality

Those greedy scenes

Cotton crafting

Scary masterpieces

In the sky

It doesn't take

To be a nephologist

To understood

How the clouds

Formed its frozen crystal mysterious shapes

Graying the blue background above

And finally dropping billions of arrows

Not only to filled the hunger of the ground

But almost non-stop

That killed trees

For the innocent

Rainbow died long time ago

Old meaning of it

Killed by common sense

So the cloud now dance

In an unknown step

Following the wickedness

That man painted

Shape-shifting on what he sees

On every man

Lust, Idolatry, Wrath

Envying, murders, heresies

Adultery, greediness

Crafting gray ghost appearances

That obliterated the sun

Now, remember what you've done

And glimpse at the clouds

Might you'll see

The monstrous images

That you've painted

Else, hope still alive....

8/30/2016

Mysterious Aries