I Looked Up at The Sky
I looked up at the sky,
well, I gave it a good try.
Seems my neck won't bend,
quite as much as I'd intend.
So I tried turning my frame,
and found my muscles lame.
Seemed in each foiled attempt,
eyes held the sky in contempt.
They refused to gaze upward,
a force entailed some rupture.
In my shadow my sight alights,
cast down from Sky’s heights.
Focus and balance staked aground,
goals and promises wound down.
EaS
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