The Storm and the Night

Lightning flashed across the darkened skies
The wind moaned loudly in a manner that made a soul shake
Rain beat down on plants and ground soon soaked
The world seemed to be coming to an end and I was wide awake.

What scary form awaited me in the dark of night
The house shook and all was a fright
The wind blew harder and in the dark
Strange forms seemed to grow out of every corner

Would this night never end?
And bring the rain and wind another way to send
Would I ever see the light of the sun?
A friendly face in an early morn.

A crash from a broken tree
Falling heavily to the ground
But not one that I could see
When was this night to end?

No stars in the sky could be seen
Only wind and rain smashing against my window pane
On the night seemed to drift
Making my soul to feel as though I was falling over some sightless cliff.

Slowly the storm seemed to drift on by
Wind and rain gave way to a more friendly sky.
Strange figures that seemed to long prevail
No longer taunted me as the wind lost its eerie wail.

The Hunter and the Hunted

Night has fallen
dark and deep
creatures stir that had been asleep.

A light from passing cars flash into the dark
yellow eyes peer from the night
a scurrying movement catches the eye
then all is lost under the darken sky.

One of our furry friends goes on a hunt
looking for a meal
that is hiding in the nearby field.

Watching closely is another pair of eyes
seeking its prey
under that dark and cloudy sky.

The feline friend crouches low,
moving stealthily
eyes fixed
as an unsuspecting rodent scurries by
knowing that a meal is about to be served.

All the while in the dark of the night
another pair of eyes
gleaming yellow in the pass of the lights
watches as its meal is about to be had.

Silently without a sound
the pet approaches its prey
when out of the night the hunter
becomes the hunted
and dies in a most sudden way.

There is an Anger in this Land

There is an anger in this land
One that is not to hard to understand.
It comes from a lack of trust
Of those we elected to represent us.

This nation was created as one under God
It was built by workers of the sod,
People from all walks and faiths of life
Coming to a land free of strife.

From the humble beginnings of an early time
When a people who came with a yearning to be free
Throwing off the shackles of tyranny
Established a government elected to represent the many.

As time went on the government grew
Until it reached the point where it was run by a few.
Lost in time was the point of view
That the government is designed to keep the people free.

Full circle we are coming in this land that was free
To once more subjected to a form of tyranny.
Now that banner our forebears flew
Is again unfurled with its message for all to see:
“Don’t tread on me”.