Voice of the Storm
Voice Of The Storm
The weather has many faces
and some are more violent
than others, the only form
of weather that can speak
Is the Thunderstorm, it vents
it's anger on us wherever we
are and has a destructive force
that can start as tiny clouds
That blossom into a flower
of evil, the Thunderstorm
with it's electrifying personality
can send a lethal bolt of lightning
Down on us, speaking as a roar
of thunder sending a vocal message
to us all while flexing it's muscles
creating havoc and widespread
Damage in it's wake, or is it really
the destructive and evil thoughts of
mankind being thrown back on us
for the terrible events that have taken
Place, it may be God's way of
punnishing us for what we have done.
Then when all is said and done
We are blessed with a beautiful rainbow.
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