The sun refuses to shine,
even when there’s
not a cloud in the sky.
It doesn’t matter
where you move
summer is over.
Keep your guard up.
The sun is not shinning,
go ahead and stare into it
I promise,
you won’t go blind.
It’s going to be this way
from now on.
The sun refuses
to share like it used to
kissing our shoulders
with golden tans.
You better get used to it,
a world void of any color.
Everyone is the same.
I hope you’re happy
and proud of yourself
you caused this,
the temperamental sun
taking everything away
that it ever promised.
It may take
a thousand years
for any of us
to feel the sun again
now that it
has gone blind
and refuses to shine.
