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After The Storm Clears
The bodies bleeding, screaming in pain
As the Agent falls from the sky
Onto the amber waves of grain
And the support rolls in, camouflaged
Only to turn the world black and blue
And bludgeon all that disagree
To put death's dark marks in view
Yet after the storm clears
And the world returns to spring
There is but another rainbow
Amidst the clear sky
And another... And another... And another...
Its colors hoisted like valiant flags
Into the heavens
Just to grab our attention
As we find amusement in them
But only few know
The true colors
Of something so glorious
And so free...
...And of the destruction
In the path of the eternal storm
poem
by
M. Bloom
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