The Sky Is Full Of Holes

Poem By Mike Tonkin

The sky needs mending
Because it is full of holes,
The thunder is rending
The raging night apart.

Storm clouds race across
The dark, malevolent heavens,
And sheet lightning
Illuminates the nights agony.

Raindrops like Gods tears
Fall in a never ending wall
Of water, this must end
Or man will surely drown.

The aftermath is silence,
The night sky shines
So clear it blinds the angels
And all is still and beautiful.

The sky needs mending
Because it is full of holes.

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