Sky’s captivity

Peaks hidden by odd veils 

Even the sky is blushing at their sight

Arrows fall in the eyes of the mortals

Thinking that this landscape is theirs.

The water amuses itself without scruple in the grass

Tyrannically capturing the greatness of the sky

And the sky becomes narcissistic under their spell. 

The city lights defy the nature

And they madly compete with the thunders,

But the sky is gentle and gives back the light 

To everyone who is ready to receive it

At some point, the time to be punished comes

The sky gets angry and wants to forget about us

It steals the color of the opium and induces us the thought

That maybe this world is not for us.

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