Joe's Slate

  A band of vermillion Tearing open the blue sky The waves sounding a lion Deep gashes on the rocks, where the water oscillates by and by. The expanse of blue, peppered with the gliding birds Unaware of what the next day brings The sky bleeds as the great inferno burns through Searing the clouds as it makes its way Finally, hiding behind the vast expanse of sea As the world bids farewell to yet another day.

 Draw out the arrow of lamentation However painful it may be It doesn't matter to the raven Where it kith or kin may be. Choose today, I implore you all Whether to be wiser than the crow Or succumb as grief makes you fall.