God of Thunder

Posted: January 30, 2013 by prometheus117 in Uncategorized
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Oh God of Thunder, I envy the free expression of your rage.

You are subject to no society or cage.

The clouds are raw materials being made by your will.

My only escape is using a paper and quill.

These ballads and epics that I write are all I have to escape the day.

They will help me remain long after my body has faded away.

Your shows of lightning are the markers of your presence.

My words are the embodiment of my essence.

Comments
  1. Ms. Jennifer Stillwell says:

    I really like this one. Sometimes it is our words that cause us to live on in the eyes and minds of others; sometimes it is our words that help us to live.

  2. Strong poem and great rhymes.