Forty three minutes and forty three seconds ago The world was at peace, She came here and darkness sank in. The monks started fighting, and the trees all turned grey. The wind stopped it's motions and stopped the trees sway.
Her foot touched the ground and silenced the world. children went missing and parents were torn. Because forty three minutes ago, the world was at its norm. Forty three seconds ago, we felt the cold turn warm.
Her voice like nails, on a chalkboard Her eyes like lightning bolts Her hair was alive Her story untold.
She moved through the earth Killing it's species Not knowing where she came from She made it look easy.
forty three minutes ago, I watched children playing forty three seconds ago, I saw bodies laying In stone, engraved on every male being.... They knew who she was... Without even seeing,
Wow differnt. Sounds like a scorn ex-wife lol!! I like the fact that it can easily be inturpeted in many ways. Mine is however an angry woman. Good write.