Thunder Yells Poem by david gerardino

THE drooping canvas pounded
lusily in the wind.
A shaft of sun light choked and
strangled your wreckage, leaving
you stupid and a little afraid.
THUNDER yells as you try to run,
better listen up and turn back around.
YOU mutter and laugh as you fall
to the ground, is this your life, or
a dream from the past.
THE drooping cavas........pounded
lusily in the wind, , , , , , , , , , , , leaving
for the first time a beatifull? ? ? ?