tempest the islands
with your wind
and all your power
with your might,
all of nature’s debris
you will bury castles
and challenge royalties
you will bind bodies
to ropes and concrete
your waves will crush hope
the dreams of the youth
restless souls cascading
like a mansion of cards
everywhere,
there’ll be shards
of the past,
the glory days
and after everything,
cloudy
with a chance of fear©
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