They Fear the Clear Skies


Her body lied down near the smoldering ruins

As onlookers looked with dismay

Shrieks of horror, and despair enveloped the crowd.


A Father loomed as he caressed her desecrated body.

Uncontrollable sobs sprinkled down like rain from clouds

A symptom of his inner maelstrom of emotions

Flooded his entire existence.


He scorned the pristine sky that abetted the mechanical birds of prey

The roaring thunder, the inner maelstrom

Ignited the once lush source of compassion and kindness

Devoured and consumed the kernel of his being.