thunderstorms.

the sound of thunder rolling in
an ominous warning that
the sky is upset, throwing a fit
taking its anger out on the ground

you can hear the clouds break
and release their heavy load
as rain starts pouring in sheets
like tears from an injured child

the first flash of lightning
strikes the ground, leaving burns
that spread out like a web
leaving ugly black scars

the vicious, incessant thunder
cracking like a bull whip
asserts its dominance over
everything in earshot

some people are like thunderstorms.

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