A Poetry Collection - by Hugh Pearson

Under the Deathly Clouds

                                                                  Under the Deathly Clouds

Debris of despair and suffering

prevails among men's own creation

that shrieks and crackles for domination

is alas subdue under the clouds of destruction.

They pummel through gates of confinement

but find themselves in a purgatory

as puppets in death's inventory

and ponder if they'll live to tell their story.

The curtains of chaos have fallen, at last

while he tries to salvage her only beauty

amid the ruins of men's hatred and cruelty

she is trying to preserve their last and only memory.