the grate thunder

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

the grate thunder talks about the world as a whole we as people forget the things at hand the world is changing not for the better our eyes are open but do we see the changes do we know whats really going on in our world better yet do we care


 The grate thunder

AS THE day began to fade  the night sat in  a grate  thunder  rang out with the sound of darkness  screamed in a voice of wicked things to come .look to the east  darkness  spoke out to the  west behold  eyes are open  yet you chosen not to see the  evil that cometh this way. he will walk among us in the form of man some will embrace him with his lies and disseat  riding on a black horse his beauty  as man have never laid eyes on like a deathly plague he will spared through the country bring death an suffering to all  who touch his wicked hand

The wind will stand still and all living thing shall parish in grate many. In addition, darkness shell rain the sunlight no more .the voice of man will become mute. In addition, the sound of peace and freedoms whispers shall to remain in the grips of never ending darkness. time grows short  the world need a  spokes person  or  let darkness speak for us all  this shall be the saddest day  when the day cometh  and the end began  go tell al that the eye can see of the  evil that cometh this way  be not fooled by the words of darkness 

Submitted: January 06, 2012

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I like this poem. I enjoy reading poems on reality and truths, and this one does justice to the art. Stay Blessed. - Renegade

Fri, January 6th, 2012 3:57pm


thank you:)

Fri, January 6th, 2012 9:09am


Very powerful. By the way, how are you. Long time no hear. If you take a good look at the things in this world right now, I´ll totally agree with this dark feelings but I´ll always hold on to what my mother told me when I was a little boy. "If there is a GOD, a CREATOR or however you wanna call him/her, no one could be so cruel to give you hopes and dreams and then later not fulfill them." G

Wed, February 1st, 2012 9:47pm


beautiful words as is your heart:). thank you... PS i'll have to tell you about that one..

Thu, March 15th, 2012 8:35am

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