Somewhere during my cellular division
I looked up
I saw the gasses strewn in beautiful shades
An arc
A mile above my head
Sometime in my bodies young days
I shook to
Find the grey in my beard, thought it was strange
and hard
A mountain breaking in
I leapt and crashed
stretched to find my limit a meter away.
So while the silent invisible goes on
The scene struck here
of jawing masses living in the man made
Should start
and see the limits we live in.
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