Thunder

Thunderbolts and lighting, very very frightening Thunder crashing above my head I am child scared in his bed I see bright flashes in the sky I shiver and worry am I to die? I see the terror in my mothers’ eyes My father trying hard to show no fear I may be small but I am perplexed No rain is falling, none at all? Again and again the thunder rolls My father whispers silently This storm is taking its toll Flashes still light up the night The dawn is rising, a sleepless night Although the thunder still over head I hear the rumblings, of what must be tank treads Soldiers marching, shooting at random This is a storm I did not fathom I closed my eyes, please don’t blame me As the roof fell and crushed my hopes I am now alone, staring up at a soldiers boot I am shaking, bullets and angry faces, I shiver in fear He points his gun, his face but a ghost My mother and father, I know have departed They watch above for my early arrival The soldier turns, all of a sudden He marches forth to bring hell a new I am shaking still, and don’t you doubt I wonder why he left little me about? I am alone No food no water No mother no father I am a shell I am tomorrow’s soldier