The clouds, <br />Elegantly do they stride <br />In their heavenly chambers <br />In the sky. <br /> <br />Tis' unjust, <br />That I should be chained here <br />Forced to bear witness to such majesty. <br /> <br />If my own thoughts and wishes were met, <br />I would glide out of this world <br />On a silky nimbus <br />To escape this silly, flitty society.<br /><br />Kevin Maroney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cloudy-morning/
