By Virginia Close

Oh thunder please thunder

Go away roaring sound

The scary light that curves in the sky

Mystifying and fear provoking

Confounded by the horror

Panic alarmed my soul

Terror begets the wicked

The search for peace aspire

Give thy aim to live

Pursue the desire to love

Wicked soul disappear to be gone

Agony and despair seem to pronounce

The unwilling metaphor of beyond

Threat of mind respond

Leave me alone forever

Go forth to the inferno of dire