This is a tale of simplicity
but keep it in your city.
a poem if you will
a will to kill
a will foreal
I stare at the sky
the sky so high
and i wonder why
i cant get by
the issues of today
will go away
and one thing won't change
which i do find strange
the sky is blue
an interesting hue
noticed by a few
a hue so blue
its changes in view
the blue is me and the blue is you.
The Sky Is Blue
