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Thunder
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Dark Poems Thunder crashes
Lightening flashes
Amongst the living march the dead.
Under this hazardous spell
Truths are discarded like old news.
At the churches rows of pews
And sitting sinners all hiding out.
Rain hits the pavement hard like rocks
And soaks into the thirsty earth.
How long will it be
Before painful cries are heard??
How long before we are to be
Released from the chains of guilt?
When warm blood is spilt
And Mother earth cries;
Thunder crashes
Lightning flashes.
