(Spiritual Poem) Thunder The Memories And The Light


THUNDER THE MEMORIES AND THE LIGHT

 

4:30 In the morning listening to the rain outside

Quiet massaging thunder rumbling to distill the night

Do we consider the thunder as the fury of God or His love

O’ listen to the somber drum roll fading off into the night

Thunder the voice of an Angel singing, or a warning of might

 

 

The flash of light it can and will change your life from that time

A near miss, a near that didn’t, you tend to remember the pain

Is it a wondrous thing that you got lit up and yet you survived

In the rumbles deep and low you wonder why you’re still alive

Did the Lord steer the light so we could see our own darkness inside

To The Scepter Above do we humbly and meekly bow even now

 

 

Is it guilt, shame or pride, do we hear the Devil laughing at us now

Our final tally sheet, did we end up doing more good than harm

Something as simple as choking on one’s own spit we can die

None knows if once again we will hear the thunder role then light

Thunder the last thing we hear tonight, or is it forever goodbye

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