Thunderstorm

In the middle of the night

A storm broke out

Voices roared

Eyes flashed

Thunderstorm of tears

Pricked at the heart

Swords of hatred clanked

Jealousy shot at a distance

Denial and bitterness

Blew the trumpet

Several feelings died

Acceptance was battered

As the altercation raged

Ego held up its flag

And glowed with pride

While love,

A mere spectre of its glory

Moved around in wilderness

Jingled at every step

Containing its broken pieces

Trapped in its human form

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