The Line Up

Fire is blown away by air
Planets colliding with one another
There’s a gravitational pull
And time freezes
Air flows through
And we rock
Left to right
Twirl round and round
A heavy cloud surrounds us
With a strike of lightening
An exhale
It pours
Its over
And a new world appears
No more cries from the queen
While the king sleeps
Soldiers of love roam the streets
Prepared for the defeat of whatever came down with the storm
As the new baby is about to be born

-Krystle Mitchell

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