A Ragged Cloud From Horn-Filled Hell
A ragged cloud from horn-filled hell
Restlessly tumbles and yaws
A silent beam, bounced off this cell
Made echoes hooked like claws
Now the swirling serpent comes again
Caught by radar’s sweep
Against a snake the souls must fend
And wake from slumber deep
Copyright © David Vr | Year Posted 2015
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