Pray For The Dead
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Pray For The Dead

Hysteria was absent for awhile
As hurricane Irma spiraled ashore
The hollow eye passed us mile after mile
'Til the kaleidoscope began once more

Thoughts of the apocalypse came to mind -
All that we saw or could see was in flight
Our eyes closed - afraid of what we may find
In that chaotic scene of dark and light

A perpetual cry soon swept the room
As the cold floodwaters began to rise
It was clear that this was to be our doom
And the storm's cacophony drowned our cries

When the sun shines, say a prayer for the dead
As my last thoughts are better left unsaid

9/12/2017
For contest Eight Word Challenge for John Hamilton

© Larry Bradfield . All Rights Reserved.


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