Black sheep of the family fades in to
the gray midnight sky that is full of stars.
Family of the black say adieu;
His life had met plenty of superstars.
It was raining cats and dogs with thunder,
the ground becomes muddy with clear footprints.
Black sheep felt like he was going under,
the sky had tints of orange, blue and pink.
The forest was deadly silent at night;
Without the chirps of the beautiful birds.
His hope ignite like many open flames,
He never moved with the herds of others.
Black sheep was stronger than many others
and he did not care about the brothers.
Oh, I love the contrasts you have in this one. Like this line “He never moved with the herds of others.” That gives such a strong sense of who you are writing about. Great job.
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Thank you, tried my best here.
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