Always trying to look up,
Would you rather look down?
There's no such thing as luck,
Please stop with the frown.
The brightness blocked again,
I await it's soon to come return,
Just stop, listen and learn.
Writing an optimistic overture,
The sad reality is pain and gore,
Newsreaders speak about aliens and war,
Nothing new under the Sun, happened before.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: May 15th, 2026 01:41
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Comments1
Good write SM. And now more news - E.T. has returned to Earth. lol.
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