The War

I didn't blow her flame of anguish. I let it burn. I was a mere element in the battlefield. My heart ran cold and my wrinkled bare hands were soiled. My shadow was torn into bits under the unlit drowning sun. I was alone. She was warning me about the wrong I was doing to her. She wanted the change. It was the beginning of the war, she led. The soil whipped through my wet legs. It was time, she was burning wild fire.

Sitting by the seashore under the drowning sun
Suddenly awakened by the loud battle that had began
I saw an agonizing scar in the grey clouds above
The sunshine that had been there for awhile, was sent in exile
It was dark, I stood as a witness for the outrageous scenes
The sea roared in response to the thunder that struck
The sky was broken by the hazardous light
The sand below my feet feared the war
The wind was brave as it blew aloud
The trees shattered, rain, endlessly unraveling.
I stood there strong and still
Everything was in motion, the warriors didn't stop
The shoreline wasn't visible it had disappeared in war
Nature was enraged and it's elements had come to life
I was all alone hiding behind the broken umbrella
I had seen fear that I never witnessed before
It rained and the intense sound of thunder,
grew through the ever growing darkness
I waited for the war to come to rest, finally it did
The dust whipped past my legs and arms
The growls that sounded boisterous began to calm
The sea fell silent and so did the clouds
I was drenched and cold but was patient all this while
I had to leave and just looked below,
My broken shadow was about to go, it was dark.
My heart was bare and as caught my breath
I just turned around to go home.