The sun rose with a shallow smile,
the shades were apart in a mile
and we were left to burn.
Our skins were glowing with sweat
and our hearts were bleeding with hunger.
We hid behind our reflections,
However, our saliva was not enough to quench our thirst.
Within the realm of the twilight
we survived the wickedness of the sun-
The warmth of the wind reached us
and we began to be hopeful.
We survived the fires of the sun
At least, we survived and smiled about it.
Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 3:56 AM UTC
The sun rose with a shallow smile,
the shades were apart in a mile
and we were left to burn.
Our skins were glowing with sweat
and our hearts were bleeding with hunger.
We hid behind our reflections,
However, our saliva was not enough to quench our thirst.
Within the realm of the twilight
we survived the wickedness of the sun-
The warmth of the wind reached us
and we began to be hopeful.
We survived the fires of the sun
At least, we survived and smiled about it.