By: Stevie Weber
Staff Writer
Grey
It is the Light
Of Day
Light
That Burned me
Lit Bright
Against my skin
It Scorched
My Kin
He
Who Was my Brother
Now He is no Longer
One i call Home
A Traitor
Who Turned the Sky Grey
Who Swept it all Away
The People we Loved
Those Flying Doves
Destiny
is What He Called
The Plan That
Killed Them All
All
For a Greater Purpose
Not That i Knew
What He Would do
The Only Purpose
Was Him
Losing his Whim
And “freeing” them all.