The Sky is Blue. The Sky is Black.

With a sky a baby blue,
chemical reaction on it's own.
The sky blue as communication broadens,
Youth, truth and peace.

As purity is defeated,
a new color lifts.
Large cover of black,
buttoned with holes.

Night can seem so much,
to be stabilizing death.
Death as a night color or earthly calmness.

Blue sky translating -
Black death.

--All Poems by Tia E
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