Volcano Eruptus
MOLTEN LAVA MILES BELOW,
MOUNTING PRESSURE READY TO BLOW.
THE EARTH WILL SHAKE AND BEGIN TO RUMBLE.
TREES WILL SWAY AND BEGIN TO TUMBLE.
VOLCANIC STEAM WILL PIERCE THE SKY.
MOLTEN LAVA WILL START TO FLY.
THE RELAESE OF PRESSURE WILL BUILD A TOWER.
VIEWED FROM SPACE AS A BLOSSOMING FLOWER.
ASH AND ROCKS AND TOXIC FUMES,
CREATE A DEADLY TOXIC PLUME.
MOLTEN LAVA WILL START TO FLOW,
FROM ATOP A MOUNTAIN, DOWN BELOW.
DESTROYING LIFE, IN A METHODICAL WAY.
INCHING ALONG, DAY AFTER DAY.
VOLCANO ERUPTUS WILL TAKE ITS TOLL
WHEN ALL THE ASHES LAND BELOW.
Copyright © Michael E. Harris | Year Posted 2016
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