Thunder, like a death knell
crashes through my head.
Something evil waits
the horizon black as hell.
Lightning whips through the clouds
like the tail of an angry beast.
Destruction, beauty rolled into one evil hand.
The rain comes in bucket loads
as if someone were bailing out a sinking ship.
It’s a scene from a Ridley Scott movie.
I’ll turn the corner, find the four horsemen of the Apocalypse
riding down on me, with the fifth rider hanging back
waiting to take my life…