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07/28/2002

Thunder

His eyes open wide and he jumps to his feet
the world is clammering to be heard
then he remembers the crashing defeat
of his army, the feast for carrion bird
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A moan escapes his lips as he lays back
the sounds around him coming to focus again
so many people crying out for help that he lacks
is that thunder in the distance, portending rain?
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Or is it the sound of thousands of boots or shod horses hooves?
coming to route the stragglers who lay in the mire?
was that the shout of a general to rally their troops?
Let it be thunder, Death has feasted enough and I'm tired