Sentinel
I have lost touch with a good friend who lived in the path of the monster super cell that wiped across the face of the United States these past two weeks. (End of October 2010) I have yet to hear back that she is ok, but I will continue to hope for the best. As always, comments, suggestions and questions encouraged and appreciated.
Sentinel
Copyright Pyrin1701
Troubled sky, soaking ground,
water rising all around,
clouds of anger, rain so full,
Lightning flashing, wind out of control,
The ground is shaking,
The sky is quaking,
Natures angry wrath,
Will cut a winding path.
The phone sits silent,
Cursing your eyes,
For the watchful gaze that wanders,
Should I stay strong?
Or should I be mourning?
And when will I not have to wonder?
We wait for what, in this life we have,
Your instincts, your gut, are they good or bad?
The truth it seems, is trickier then most,
And those that dont learn it, will become restless ghosts.