Bertrina's Fable Poem by layshaun sho

A STORM IS BREWING, A HURRICAN IS CLIMAXING,

READY TO DEAL ITS BLOWS OF DAMAGING DESTRUCTION MYT HEARTS POUNDING,

NO TIME TO RUN OR TAKE COVER

A STORMS COMING MY VOICE QUIVER

ONLY A MEMORY OF THE RAINBOW AND SHINING SUN

GLEAMING DOWN ON MY STRUCTURE OF PREVIOUS BATTLES I'VE WON

NOW YEARS HAVE PASSED AND ALL THE STORM'S DAMAGES

HAS LEFT MANY YEARS OF DESTRUCTION ON A HOUSE OF YOUNG THAT AGES

THE APPEARANCE IT GIVES LOOKS OLD

THE BATTERY ITS SUSTAINED AND THE WOES

NEVER BEING GIVEN THE CHANCE OF REPAIR

THE STORMS WERE TOO MANY AT A TIME CAUSING DEEP DESPAIR

NOW THE BUILDING IS LEFT A DELABITATED STRUCTURE

PERMANT DAMAGES OF CUTS, BRUISES, AND A FEW FRACTURE

PEOPLE PASS BY AND SHAKE THERE HEAD IN DISDAINMENT,

RENDERING EVIL ON THE STRUCTURE NOT KNOWING THE TORTURE OF THE RELENTLESS STORMS EXPERIMENT

OF HOW STRONG WAS THE BUILDING REALLY

THIS STRUCTURE WOULDNT LAST MY STORMS BLOWS DONT BE SILLY

I DEAL MASSIVE BLOWS AND POISONOUS DETRIMENT

I WILL LEAVE THIS PLACE AN EMPTY HOLE THE STORM LAMENTS,

AS TIME GOES ON THE SOTRMS YEAR AFTER YEAR DELIVERS PAIN

AND MAKING STATEMENTS THAT CAUSED FURTHER STAIN

THE STRUCTURE SAID TO THE STORM YOU'VE WON I FORFEIT,

THE STORM LAUGHS AND SAYS FINALLY I'VE WON WHAT A COMPLIMENT

THE STRUCTURE SAYS FOR YEARS YOU HAVE BEEN HERE STEALING MY JOY AND DELIVERING EXCRUCIATING PAIN

AND LIKE A FOOL I FELT I HAD WHAT IT TOOK TO FIGHT BACK BUT IT WAS ALL IN VAIN,

I DID SOME DUMB THINGS ALONG THE WAY THAT HEIGHTEN YOUR BLOWS

THERE BY INCREASING MY WOES

ALL I EVER DREAMED WERE TO SEE SHOWERS

BEING TRULY LOVED AND TAKEN CARE OF YOU KNOW LOOKED AFTER

I NEVER FORGOT THE ONES THAT CAUSED ME TO BECOME, PUTTING FOR TIME, PATIENCE, QUALITIES, THAT WELCOME

A STRUCTURE BUILT ON SOLID FOUNDATION AND A BRIGHT FUTURE

LEAD TO BEING DESTROYED HAVE TO BE PUT BACK TOGETHER SUTURE BY SUTURE

SO ITS CLEAR ALL BUILDINGS ARENT MEANT TO BE

BEAUTIFUL HAPPY FILLED WITH LOVE AND GLEE

DEATH IS WAITING AT THE DOOR

STORM YOU'VE WON I MUST EXCEPT WHATS IN STORE

THE STORMS SAYS IT DOESNT WANT TO LEAVE

ITS STUCK AROUND FOR YEARS YOU ARE LIKE MY FAMILY, ... I BELIEVE I MUST SEE YOU OFF WITH RESPECT

YOUR LIFE HAS BEEN HARD THATS A FACT

THE MORAL OF IT ALL IS WE AT TIME ARE LIKE DELABITATED BUILDINGS

EMPTY SHELLS HOPELESS WITH NO FEELING

BEING IN EXISTENCE WE ALL WONDERED

WAS THIS A SICK JOKE PLACE ON US I KNOW I'VE PRAYED AND PONDERED

A NORMAL STRUCTURE IS FILLED WITH LOVE OF A FAMILY THAT CARED

MANY HAVE THE SAME DESIRE ALONG WITH THE WISHES THAT DARED

TO EVEN GIVE THE GLIMPSE OF WHAT MANY LONGED FOR AS A LAD