CHAOS: THE MERCHANT OF DESTRUCTION
Roared aloud like the eruption of a vicious volcano,
Created fear in all with its frightening inferno,
Rolled through oppositions with the force of a mighty tornado,
All with the heartless instincts of a nasty desperado.
The atmosphere became damp and stuffy with hostility,
With no one ready to spare the smallest of hospitality,
The showcase of trustworthiness became a mighty liability,
Outrageous was the result in the rates of mortality.
Pain became a daily routine to the affected,
All others could wish for was help to be extracted,
With some praying their hideouts are not being detected,
The fracas continued to roll-on without being contented.
The heaviest of defenses were torned apart and grounded,
The merchant of destruction zeroed in and had them heavily surrounded,
Leaving the affected totally shocked and astounded,
Being overpowered had stunned them as well as the way they were greatly impounded.
There's panic in the air as all hope seems lost,
The messenger from hell wreaked havoc with every dust,
Causing everyone to run around so as to survive the bloodlust,
Making gigantic losses a trophy that must be won at all cost.
Temitope Omotoso
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