Storms

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The tears of the heavens are what stole

The deep, black sky that is my soul

The lightning is what clears my path

The thunder is what calms my wrath

 

As I stand and stare into the void

The anger of man is then deployed

Astounding, I realize, is the ignorance today

Of all mankind and the problems in play

 

I fought as if time had no ending

But I did not know what was impending

We will forever be this way

It is inevitable; we cannot stray

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