Clouds gone, the sun shines bright
gloom of darkness dispelled by light
bright flowers, gardens all in sight
let my mind fly, attain desired height
for all we know the schedules tight
few charts to prepare on slides, white
some battles won, some wars to fight
but there is no string for mind's kite
am just a fallen warrior, a used knight
waiting for other pawns to now alight
all I hear is things are just alright
but i know, i have to catch my flight
Its never about whats wrong or right
its neither about anyone's worse plight
all things need is some bit of oversight
and a sound sleep at the hour of mid night.
Good Night
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