Good Morning

waking up one morning

when the sun wasnt yet shining

admiring the orange sky i thought

was it worth for which i fought?



the birds had barely started their flight

for soon there was to be light

but all was lost under a cloud cover

gone were the heavens, hell had taken over



big raindrops fell to the ground

there was havoc all around

as the eyes saw the dreams being shattered

the heart mourned the end of all that mattered



the prayers to the gods didnt go wrong

wind was sent to blow the clouds along

all loved the wonderful sight

i moved on, searching for another fight.