Dream Night

sirens blaze on a cold winter night
flashes of red upon a canvas of black
charred trees now look like emaciated fingers
thunder and lightning roar in the twisted dark grey sky
the light from each strike reveals a thousand entangled shadows
all semblance of order is lost as people are consumed by fear
they flock to high ground in vain hope of finding salvation
all is lost

Yongjing

^The Article of Nature^