for Edward ibeh's 'This or That, Vol 33' Poetry Contest/ May 24, 2025
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He brings awful thunder. With all his disdain, he booms and he blusters with words most profane. Along with the thunder - like sparks on a plain - comes lightning that he simply cannot contain. Those blazes of hatred that she can’t constrain come suddenly! What made him so inhumane? Like crops set on fire - her heart is the grain reducing to ashes. His rage is her bane. A love once held dear she no more can feign. He feels this, and strikes her again and again. Along with the thunder come torrents of rain. She drowns in the hurt from which he won’t refrain. He’s vowed she will die if she severs the chain that binds her to him in unholy pain! She tried once to flee, but it was in vain. Control that is thunder’s he’ll always maintain. So pray for all women within thunder’s reign - that freedom from it once more they’ll regain.
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