I wonder sometimes,
Why people make promises?
Promises they won’t be able to keep.
Promises they’ll break.
Do they want to keep us safe?
Or is it just a way,
To postpone an issue?
Promising words not,
Followed by actions is like,
Darkness, at the edge of the sight.
So many pretty promises,
Are wrapped with lovely words.
And fastened together,
With illusions of hope.
Examining them closely,
And holding them in my hands,
I felt there, the absence of weight.
Breaking a promise is destroying the trust,
In the most simple way possible.
I finally understood,
Why storms are named after people.
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