Losing Lives

Losing lives, buying time. Whats a poem with no rhyme. Obsidion clouds way over head. Lightening crashes colorful flashes. What a brillient show, a magnificant wind twist leaves around tossing and turning them about. With love or without? The rain like tiny needles upon my neck, causing goosebumps that i didn't expect. Thunder rolls across the sky it rumbles and grumbles until the night. with no warning with no light one last bolt big and bright. The Gods had a disagreement....what gives them the right? :)