An Electrical Poem - Poem by James Vaughn
Coursing through life unheard like a breathless whisper its movement through time causes the flow to change shape, drifting across all like a gentle kiss of the sun on a warm summer’s eve.
Spectacular power rages unseen by all, momentarily rearing beyond the abyss where it hides, tragic moments lay in wait for those who transgress its invisible authority.
Humanity embraces their desire for more, not comprehending its price. The earth is the currency spent by all for the pursuit of pious gaiety and shows of extravagance.
The ions serve all which require harnessing the force for personal desire. Those that consider dominion over this power by either providence or design, face perilous consequences for misdeeds.
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