I’m afraid that if I go that way,

These memories will start calling;

They’ll start churning and burning.

There’ll be nothing I can do

When the skies go up in flames.

Please, believe me

What I’m saying may not be the truth,

But it is truth.

So run.  Run!

When the skies are falling


Copyright © 2016 by Nita Pan

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