Thunder

I pray for thunder A loud clap Preceded by bright light Just a little thing To break the silence Something to cut Through our quiet lives To break the monotony To break the status quo I pray for thunder Loud enough to topple Every broken institution And each and every Person who stands Crooked like a bending line I pray for thunder To snap us from our stupor Crumbling our closed And placid attention span Like a gavel from the sky To beat the courtroom table A judgement on the wicked A call for introspection A chorus of forgotten And the poor that we ignore I pray for thunder I pray for thunder I pray for revolution

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MikeStefan

37 / M / Minneapolis

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