I know I said I was going to continue my Ethiopia stories, but thing didn’t really work out as planned, so it’s just a poem today.
I hope you enjoy it.
Macabre Skies
The tempest, aye,
The tempest she rages
Lofted in macabre sky,
and Torrents fall through all the agesRound and round the
wind does blow.
from macabre sky do flee
lest ye be caught in her deadly flowIn the skies a battle fought
gods and goddesses move,
roads in macabre sky to vict’ry sought.
stay away, these words behoove.For the tempest, aye,
The tempest she rages,
Lofted in macabre sky,
and torrents fall through all the ages.
“I know I said I was going to continue my Ethiopia stories, but thing didn’t really work out as planned, so it’s just a poem today.”
Thing didn’t work out? Kid, you’re slippin’. Haha.
Nice poem, though.
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