storms

There are many that fear the thunder,
the aftermath of a lightning strike,
the loud, ear pounding drumming.

Me,
I am different.

I fear what is true,
i fear the bolt,
the river of energy
crashing down,
forgetting remorse.

Its a funny thing.

no one really stops,
to think about the destruction,
the devestation,
the catastrophic results,
caused by the single stream of electricity

rather,
they cover their ears
and brace themselves
for the inevitable.

its selfish
its wrong
its human.

Not knowing
whether a life gone
house ruined
or possesion destroyed
perhaps nothing at all

gets
to
me.

The unknown vs. the expected
the lightning vs. the thunder

Me,
I am different.