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A gray day
For triumph
The sun avoids our eyes
We don’t look up,
Anyway
We’re not supposed to
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Who made such a world
On which we may not look at
The source of life?
But we can’t
And shouldn’t
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Look down
Look off
And on certain days of war,
The sun won’t look upon us
Either
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We’ll need Hur to hold us up
This time
On our own
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C L Couch
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John Everett Millais‘ Victory O Lord! (1871) depicts Moses holding up his arms during the Battle of Rephidim, assisted by Hur (left) and Aaron.
Originally uploaded on en.wikipedia by Paul Barlow (Transferred by lux2545), Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=18811161
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clcouch123 
April 10, 2022 at 1:02 pm
I enjoyed this poem.
April 10, 2022 at 2:17 pm
I’m so glad. Thank you!
April 10, 2022 at 5:09 pm
I love the phrasing of the sun refusing to look at us. What a thought provoking perspective. It’s sitting in my mind, the sun turning away.
April 10, 2022 at 8:43 pm
I’m greatly encouraged by your response. We’ve had enough cloudy days lately that I guess inspired the other way of considering the sun. I hope you’re really well. Thank you!