The day is breaking.
Between the sea and the sky
Sunlight slowly warms the morning.
Making the clouds stretch high
We awake aching.
Watching nature go by
Stretch limbs trembling and shaking.
Today many will cry
They live in a place.
Where others will die
Nature takes its course
Humanity not knowing why
We are only the ghost
Each day brings a new curse
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A poignant writing. " Each day brings a new curse"… profound, albeit ominous..