It slashes across the sky like a knife to butter.
Sending a shiver though your veins as it rumbles.
This isnt no wrestling, or boxing match as it makes..
The ground shake and makes us stumble.
It's shades of jagged lines can be seen from miles away.
We always hear them say it never strikes twice in one given spot.
Listening to the hounds howls in fear as it ripes the sky apart.
It create fear and can send a jolt thought every form of life.
Men will sit with thier wife enjoying a movie, and popcorn as it roars.
As it Creates red embers where every it soars, or wants to go.
It mother nature way to cleanse any flow she sees unfit.
Though it has no teeth to bite nor claws to scratch.
This beast is still considered a worthy match to not foil with.
For one cannot hope to even win as it always prevails.
This story isnt just a pitch, or a sale...
It a warning that can be our finally demised.
For the Blue Queen isnt as merciful as you'd like.
So watch as she strike the sky with a mischievous smiles.
Tales of her existence is like a fable since the dawn of mankind.
The Queen is sewn to tales like brief reminders.
She can send even bravest of beast to gallop away in flight.
Her stikes are no more the a paint brush and the sky her canvases.
Each thrust of the brush is her artistically way to diplay some of their saddest moments.
So as she strikes and dents the sky with a each fluorescence show.
This only comes to say how everyone knows the Blue Queens rage...
Isnt just for display.
