The Flood

The sky darkens and thunder roars
The wind blows and the rain pours
Night turns to day with a flash of light
Preparing for the lightnings eventual strike
Sounds of Static Electricity crackles in the air
The sense of dread is almost to much bare
As the water level begins to quickly rise
Pulling people in to their demise 
The flood destroys everything in its path
You are now witnessing gods wrath
As the water starts to subside
Revealing the bodies of those who died
The air is filled with the stench of rot and decay
Everyone will lose when Mother Nature comes to play
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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