King Sky

The king sky
wants us all
to bow
today.

The flowers
mercilessly pelted
by the machine-gun rain.

The wind’s
mighty whip
walloping branches
–trees waving like waves.

A lost horizon
whitened,
split by lightning,
brings
to ground

thunder rumbling

–shivering window panes.

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