Says Coal demon to Summer rain
"Why look at me with such disdain?
Why sit there in such a pout
Instead of putting all my fires out?"
Says the rain, "I don't understand,
Why you scorch entire land
Burning brush with deadly might
Cutting lives short in searing light
Is the brief warmth of fire's kiss
Worth any and all of this?"
Says the coal in swift reply
"Do not lay such blame in bold lie
For you cannot point and shout
For some to have rain, some must be without.
For a lake to fill, another must run dry
For one sky to burst, another must die
For who are we for us to say
Which scale tips which way?
It's true I go where I am told,
To refuse the winds would be too bold"
Rain responds in thoughtful grace
As Coal dances in her place
"I see what you say, I see what you mean
There is no life truly pristine.
There is no book, no rule of thumb
But simply doing what must be done."
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Coal Demon
PoetryA collection of poems by yours truly. Caution: very random. Wrote them at a variety of ages so no judging. Coal demon is the name of my latest poem, therefore the title.