The horizon is lost in my mind
The depths of hell remain in twine
Feeling fierce of fortune and riot
My softly ego remained quite quiet
Listening to the crushing wave
Full the cup of liquid rage
Alas the somber beast arose
Beaten down by those opposed
No longer will the quake be stayed
Oppressed demeanor now will fade
Cracking concrete of a dam
Crushing bash of a charging ram
Explode, expunge, exterminate
It is coming, just you wait...


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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.