Day of Reckoning:
The lightning crashed into a billowing sky,
The wind swept trees struggled to stand,
Would appear we have made mother nature cry,
Across all the hills and valleys and every land.
Nothing above the earth was safe from her winds,
No man or beast had ever witnessed this before,
It was as if she was making us pay for our sins,
Today there would be the only one given law.
Survive if you will this tempestuous fall,
Hide if you can from her raging wrath,
This day as dark as night, only the wind calls,
No use today traveling on the main path.
The pitch black day belongs to nature's way,
And all that fall in her path will pay.
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Copyright © White Wolf | Year Posted 2016
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