I listen intently
as I lay in my bed
and take in the sounds
that fill up my head
the wind blowing loudly
its power is real
it gives off a vibe
that all of us can feel
Its a lucky feeling
of gratitude and hope
and a feeling of guilt
At how the needy can cope
as they sit every night
pelted with rain
shaking a cup
and hiding their pain
that they don't feel
the same feeling as I
they don't even know
how it feels to be dry
they'll sigh and they'll shiver
And give anything to be warm
and they'll pray that one day
they'll get out of the storm.
-KK
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A passing lyric (
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May that storm in their lives become sunlight forever.
🙏🏻😇
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