And The Orange Sun Glows

And the orange sun glows

5AM is cold

but the orange sun glows

it shouldn't be this color


Some day

someday we will not be

used to the helicopters

flying overhead


These fires

they fill the sky with smoke

it was supposed to be summer

now it is grey


And the orange sun glows

proving that beauty

can exist in destruction

while the smoke fills the air

This poem is about: 
My community



This has been the state of my summer so far.  

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