Can you hear it?
Can you hear the sound of thunder?
Can you hear the ground quake as it all crumbles before your eyes?
As progress collapses and life comes to a short end?
As the flame crackles 'cross the world over?
As the gods of old preserve no longer?
Can you smell the scent of death?
Can you smell the fresh blood as it hits the ground?
While remains and fluid piles in the streets?
While machine and man die alongside?
As the madman's work comes to take what life has given?
Can you see the work of madness?
Can you Look into the madman's stare?
Can you stand the sight of the end right before your eyes?
Can you hear the sound of laugher?
The sound of the madman and his bride?
Will you fall into the dark madness?
Will you stand for a lost hope?
Can you hear the sound of thunder?
Alright guys what do you think?
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something something vegemite sandwich
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I thought this would be a Bradbury reference, greatly disappointed.
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Roses are grey, violets are grey, I am a dog.
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Edited by Prototape: 7/17/2013 7:57:59 AMCan you hear Can you hear the thunder? You better run You better take cover I come from a land down under You understand that I had to do this, any sane man would. In any case, good imagery, but I'm not too big on poetry myself.
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You better, run. You better take covah!