Power

Outside in the distance Thunders roll Not storming The light is an unexplainable show When there is death Some how the clouds Darken the sky The sound is so loud It deafens the ear A mushroom of smoke Seems to appear Blinding was the light One can only wonder Reasons for this titanic fight Making the conscience ponder Is this right? Such brightness In the dimness of night Undefined by any word Is this sight The soul is mournful And chest feeling so tight One must ask Is this a reason to fight? Thoughts run Questioning what is right And what is wrong All life present Wiped away, forever gone Power is a curse Bringing no good Not even by those rulers Praised, or the misunderstood