Best Poems Written by Jordan Minga

God Playing God

Dark clouds, 
The bang of thunder. 

Man, I wonder, 
What monster rises from the horizon 
With a wild and windy winter chill.

Must be a storm,
Zeus coming in for the kill.

Throwing bolts of lightning
 like serial killers throw knifes,
It’s intention to end lives. 

It’s bolts boiling brains 
With the heat of summer. 

Making me go insane 
“I want it’s power”.

The evil in it’s eyes, 
The smile on it’s face,
Guilt there wasn’t a trace.

Villagers, piss pants and run
From a thing more ruthless than Attila the Hun.
 
It must have been funny,
It was hunting season 
And we were the bunnies.

Copyright © Jordan Minga | Year Posted 2016