Lightning And Thunder Poem by Richard Lackman

When I was just a little child playing in my room
I saw the sudden lightning strike and heard the thunder boom
I'd run out to the front porch to sit and watch the show
Awed by Mother Nature and the power that would go
From neighborhood to neighborhood with most amazing speed
Like some ferocious rider tracking quickly on his steed

These battles always ended with fresh breeze and starry skies
As winds no longer whistled and clouds no longer cried
What fun it was to sit and watch as storm clouds gathered quickly
And yes I do still sit in awe though I am old and sickly
I still shudder at the power and the violence of the storms
And still imagine evil armies in the shadows that they form

Yet soon I know that I will watch my final conflagration
As I move ever closer to my cosmic destination
For yes I know that lives move on with storm-like speed and fury
And finally we wait for God to be our final jury
Let it be said of us that we were lightning and were thunder
As we marched boldly through our lives while others fell asunder