Hurricane Bret

Come take all away
this home of my toil
rip it all down
leave only the soil

At 10pm Saturday
you showed me the way
to discard this life
to force a new day

I urge on the winds
jumping with glee
knowing before Bret
I’ve no choice but flee

The years here my pride
my family calls home
but also my exile
from the life I’ve been shown

So bring on the hurricane
center eye on this realm
command my decisions
force me to helm

I go now and rest
to prepare the new day
my dreams will sustain
this storm lights my way

The nimbus finally rise
over my home on this beach
8 months I’ve been waiting
straining the leash

My shield is now strong
I can vanquish all foes
destroy this forced exile
clear away her past woes

The shoreline I’ve written of
will now finally wash way
portending the promise
dawning new day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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