Night of Infamy
The lightning, it was over bright
Arthritic trees, stripped bare of leaves,
seemed skeletal, inflicting fright
The lightning, it was over bright
as if the devil's acolyte
The world shall beg for mercy, please!
The lightning, it was over bright
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6/17/16
For Contest: First Line Prompt - 2
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2016
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