Wednesday, 4 February 2015


Sometimes I need only lift my eyes above the grey slabs to see such delights
And then I ask myself why I didn't look before
And see all I see now

Only for a few quick seconds
I imagine a grey metal roof reaching all the way around the world
It blocks out the sky and the moon and the sun
It keeps us trapped beneath like battery hens
I shudder at the thought

And then I kick and struggle
I gasp and yell
Because I need this breath
I need this day
No one can take this sky away

Why have I wasted such days
Counting the raindrops that slide down the pane
When I had all of the heavens to contemplate

The clouds make the best days
People don't like them because they're heavy with rain
But in them are colours that don't exist by human hands

With clouds rainbows come
And make to us their own promise
To never leave us without our sky
In a flooded world of only rain

- Joanna Grace