Metaphor Exposed – Inside The Cloud’s Head

“Inside the Cloud’s Head”

The clouds are thinking.
To wear blue or dark.
But they can’t
cry no more.

They have no freedom
To choose.
Can’t they move
Left or right
By themselves?
Without the wind,
Without the need
To comply
At its behest. Or
To flow away from
the ebb of
conceited
earth?

 

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