Horrible &Quot;Premonition&Quot; October Skies Poem by Ronald Chapman

I was awakened this morning,
By loud roaring on the twenty seventh day,
Of the tenth month of this year.

I gaze out my window with
Awe, amazement and disbelief.

I see enormous spears,
Rising from the ground with
Fire and long plumes of smoke!

I begin to hear loud
Sirens.

I hear people running and screaming,
"Those mad men have started that great war in the desert."

I begin to hear loud explosions to my East.
See giant mushrooms sprouting all around me.

In a bright flash.
I wake up. and say, "Thank God, this was
All, just a terrible dream."

I look at the calendar.
I see that it's the twenty seventh day,
Of the tenth month of this year.

I turn to the morning News on TV. I see a Special
Report. Saying, "War in the desert so far away has begun.

October Skies.