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Thunderclouds booming like a military drum Rain is pelting with a solitary hum Lightning is crackling like the breaking of bones The sky is attacking rough enough to break stones The sun was a blood clot, before in the sky a burning ball of fire that could gouge out your eyes The grass was scorching, like needles beneath feet Until the sun set, admitting untimely defeat And the sky rolled yonder, like an enemy crouched An ominous shadow till the war cry was announced: Ear-splitting boom, that rattles in your gut Louder than a gun, and it stuns, now you run - But there's nowhere to run There's nowhere to hide From the galloping dread, like a torrential tide Its coming for you, twisted hand of fate shaped like a lightning bolt, straight out of the gate The faces that peer, innocently knowing That the sky-god's wrath was menacingly growing They're scattered across planes, barren as ice As the enemy cuts across them, with a single clean slice Unwavering is fate, that tossed out their doom And such is life and death, As sudden As unpredictable as a thunder's boom.
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Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 3:32 PM UTC
Thunder
Thunderclouds booming like a military drum Rain is pelting with a solitary hum Lightning is crackling like the breaking of bones The sky is attacking rough enough to break stones The sun was a blood clot, before in the sky a burning ball of fire that could gouge out your eyes The grass was scorching, like needles beneath feet Until the sun set, admitting untimely defeat And the sky rolled yonder, like an enemy crouched An ominous shadow till the war cry was announced: Ear-splitting boom, that rattles in your gut Louder than a gun, and it stuns, now you run - But there's nowhere to run There's nowhere to hide From the galloping dread, like a torrential tide Its coming for you, twisted hand of fate shaped like a lightning bolt, straight out of the gate The faces that peer, innocently knowing That the sky-god's wrath was menacingly growing They're scattered across planes, barren as ice As the enemy cuts across them, with a single clean slice Unwavering is fate, that tossed out their doom And such is life and death, As sudden As unpredictable as a thunder's boom.
lola-5
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lola-5
South African
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 3:32 PM UTC
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