LIGHTING DISPERSED ITSELF ACROSS THE SKY, THUNDER HULLABALOO’S ITS NAME,
AGAIN A BOLT CATCHES MY EYE, BUT THIS WAS NOT THE SAME.
FOR IT STRETCHED OUT FIFTY MILES OR MORE THEN THE COLOUR TURNED TO RED,
AN OCCURRENCE I HAD NOT WITNESSED BEFORE, MY MIND RUPTURED IN MY HEAD.
I COLLAPSED ABRUPTLY ON MY KNEES, MY HANDS TIGHTLY COVERING MY EARS,
PRESSURE IN MY HEAD STARTED TO SQUEEZE, BLOOD WAS IN MY TEARS.
MY TORSO FELT READY TO BURST, I CATERWAULED IN AGONISING PAIN,
THEN ONCE MORE LIKE THE FIRST, RED LIGHTING CAME AGAIN.
THE INTENSITY OF ANOTHER BOLT THREW ME ON MY BACK,
THEN MY FRAME GAVE A JOLT, I FELT MY NECK TWIST AND CRACK.
I HEARD MY BREATHING SLOW RIGHT DOWN AND THEN IT STOPPED ALL TOGETHER,
I FELT AS THOUGH BEING LIFTED OFF THE GROUND, I FELT AS LIGHT AS A FEATHER.
NO REASONING HAD I BEEN TOLD OF WHY I WAS TAKEN THAT NIGHT,
BUT TRULY NOW I KNOW MY SOUL, IS PART OF AN ONGOING FIGHT.
AS RED LIGHTENING AND HOLLOWING THUNDER, SHOOT THROUGH THE NIGHT TIME SKY,
TURN AWAY DON’T MAKE THE BLUNDER IN HEAVENS BUSINESS DON’T YOU PRY.