Fear of the Sky

Lightning strikes, and thunder roars; dark clouds gather, rain pours.

As lightning tears across the stage.

Thunder echoes, shaking the floor. The wind screams, the trees bow low,

As rivers of rain begin to flow.

It roars, it rages, it shakes the ground, while darkness and chaos gather around.

What can we do when nature takes flight,

And storms rule the heavens with furious might?

Big Willy

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Lincoln Clapham