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.