I see it; beyond the clouds
Through the thick, dark shrouds
The crackling, cackling thunder
Calls out loudly white reciting redundant hearses
Repeating, refeeding violent curses
Beyond the mist.
I see it waiting; hungry and steady
And as I approach it, my own mind is ready
I see it again
Waiting amongst the white bushes – smiling
My heart stops, and myself smiling,
I leap forward || as I now see the end.
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