For years in my life I have dreamed
of red skied days and of great fear
...the coming of something it seemed...
a being of power and of great terror.
A shadow walking back and forth
seemed to be waiting for someone or something.
Eyes were on the clock and on the door
Great fear was there and nothing more.
Complete silence was all around,
no ringing in people's ears...
not a single sound.
Not a light bulb was lit
not a candle was aflame
Everything was illuminated
by the redness off the blood-red-sky.
Windows were closed,
doors were locked,
not a thing was moving...
everyone was in a sort of state of shock.
Waiting...
hearts were pounding...
hand in hand people sit there and wait...
for whatever that was coming.
There was nothing but fear...
great unexplainable fear.
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