Judgement Day
Sea gulls calling out to the wind
Dark clouds looming over the hills
Listen to the wind, is it too still?
Is Nature is crying from deep within?
Is Armageddon very near ?
Come ye friend, come ye foe
Lets all take a new birth
Before the sound of the bugle is heard.
Copyright © Venetia Crasta | Year Posted 2017
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