Thundering clouds ran fast as lightening quivers and shakes
Hear Hear Hark Hark the ears clamor for cease cease to quiet
Mountains rumble rumble deep down as centuries past in seconds of demise
Meetings of the minds of power converge and look askance at odd fellows folly
Committance of what is the questions of thundering play of voices raised as mighty swords of thrust and righteous follows quiet deep in respose and retrospective thoughts
Roar Roar it will not it will not continue continue for I am I am I am he that watches watches watches and wait
By
Felicia McCaw
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
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