Below is the poem entitled View of a Coming Storm which was written by poet
Stinson. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I’m standing at the edge of a forest,
Waiting for the storm to come in.
Lightning flashes in the tempest,
While thunder deafens the din.
The winds spiral in tumultuous ways,
Proving the power of its fury.
A harbinger of the end of days,
Where each city must be buried.
Armageddon shall be orchestrated,
As I pray for our destruction.
The revolution will not be abated,
Anarchy becomes a seduction.
This coming storm will bring the fall,
So give to Greed its pall.