A Better Day
The lord came down from the mountain side. You could see the people tremble and the fear
in their eyes. The slates had been written to remember the unforgiven, as lightning struck
a mighty clash to signal everyone to clear a path; fore the almighty had arrived at last.
The lord spoke it's words as it echoed from the mist of the air. The sound of terror told
us to focus and keep in mind the lord cares. Like a man eater it had came, to revenge it's
holy name. The people yelled and screamed, bow down to the king. The lord unleashed it's
anger of fire, while levitating it self higher. The lord placed it's enemy at it's feet
and dared anyone to compete. The lord was not here to play and with state of mind it made
a better day.
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