Subdued

The sky is bleeding; it is time
Every person on this would see.

There are smears of blue and red
I see an orange creeping
through the sky
a worm of misery; labor.

I fear it is time to come to terms.

There are people who see
Unearthed; rotten
They wish to be,
see all the world.

Not about the scar of Earth,
vastly transcending; they wish this height
even though grounded and here.

It's time
To embrace the sky
The sullen colors that collide
into oblivion.

Such a short phenomenon
I fear it now will fade;
crying unto me.

The signs are sparkled
We cannot look beyond the tree
In my window; there it is
I want to feel beyond its borders.

See and know the blood
that stains the earth
like a film.

The sky is bleeding
and people are still hopeful
waiting for it it come
a darkness so grand; curious.

Shaking out the light that we see
the earth is subject to beauty
every known thing; physics aside
I can feel my pride.

Snarling at the ground; battle
Conflict between sun and earth
soon she will submit.

The blood is now the atmosphere
we all so alive on the bioshpere
feeling energy, none to die.

This moment a silence; unhearable, can't speak
This curious crimson that stains the earth, the sidewalks, the grass,
It is an omen of peace.

A transmutation of pain into pleasure.

Just above, the blood diffuses
Just above all, we come to terms.

In this fading phenomenon, photons emerge
showing us a color they had submerged
a secret caution; violet hues scatter and make a home.

The sky was bleeding,
The sun has bled unto the Earth, staining her aura.
The bleeding is the sky,
And now, her gash is healed until morrow is reiterated.

Her unity is no longer perished for our hoopla
we, on the face of her body; perished
subject to the blood of the sun
made weak to the purpling night.

A peace robbed from the phenomenon
that which was given
now in the amazement and glory,
shocked and wishing she'd bleed once again.

Becuase peace has turned into a fearful name
Absence; black, now the tarnish of the peace
black, the new leader of the land.

And soon, her aura fades into a slumber
Awakening when the sun will bleed unto her again.