The ape-shaped cloud...

From up the earth
a girl gave birth
the fresh born child
was gentle and mild

but his big brown eyes
was just a disguise
inside his heart
grew a darker start

at the age of seven
he looked at the heaven
and with a cloud clean white
he thought with all his might

finally he saw the shape
of a tree with an ape
but though he smiled
he was no longer mild

his big brown eyes
will no longer carry lies
his soul will disappear
and with it, all his fear

cause the shape of the ape just split
from it's head down to the mid
and all of a sudden he changed his life
with a cloud, shaped as a knife

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