The Hidden Emotion
Bellicose earth’s race to pry,
spewing lava red and hot,
streaks of rays in the sky,
the loud thunder it brought.
voice of a mother,
her child’s stealthy plans foil,
droplets of water,
as they sprinkle in boiling oil.
A juggernaut unleashed, a formidable wall of dark wave,
churning all in its path, into the gullible world does cave,
at noon the big beast snores, the boys run and scream,
final game and least scores, not fun for fans of the team.
when news reaches people,
of unfair tax reforms,
how the teacher reacts to a pupil,
who poorly performs.
Copyright © Sharon Well | Year Posted 2011
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