Clouds go into a battle arrangement
against the strong but predictable sun.
A legion of rebels in estrangement
from the unforgiving empire of one.
Civilians are caught in the crossfire
mostly indifferent to the heavy reign
Having to choose between ice and fire
guarantees a future of fear and pain.
So people do that for which they are known
and align themselves with the greater power,
not concerned with thinking on their own
as long as they live to see the next hour.
People are as fickle as the climates;
we are still the same ape-eat-ape primates.
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