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Sugar Pink Skies of a Different World
A Poem
once, the sky did not light up
unless fireworks flew high —
a different age, a wilder species,
all those hopes that never wilted
once, we were one with nature —
or maybe we were fooling ourselves,
thinking we could tame the winds
or harness the storms we saw
once, there was the joy of peace,
or something like it we knew —
but we’ve crossed into a world
we no longer recognize at a glance
once, love was the savior,
but we have no such ties now —
because you have destroyed them,
you — the terror in our voices
once, I thought we’d win —
whatever the cost (how naive) —
but I know better now, indeed,
since our skies are orange flames now
but once, in dreams, the skies
were the stuff of cotton candy dreams —
oh, such lustrous days, oh, such bygones —
how I miss you, how I wish we could go back
