The browns colors are too thick to wear out The pain of their sorrow hidden in hard bricks Only cracks are shown, never the pain of weariness Years of wasted heat and fire
Thrown among others of its kind Whose pain are eluded from the open space Thrown and never to be fixed Wasted effort , all it once held forgotten
Image created using Gemini AI
Oh broken Clay, tough and rigid What you once called strength carries your weakness A pain concealed in your strength A mystery that haunts your pride
Oh human, oh broken Clay While you exhibit your strength, be human Because weakness is part of being you Clay don't cry, but they wish they do