4LEE_Lightning

The weather was ominous
As if in warning
What was to ensue
The somber clouds
Gathered to watch
The drama unfolded
The lightning struck once
Once was enough
The makeshift home
Of scrounged scavenged scrap
Immediately lit up
Like a celebration
Of poverty and pain
All the inmates
Charred to death
Even Gods have fun
At expense of the helpless

Clouds

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