Cataclysm

Part one: BLACKENED SKIES Brooding from blackened skies Trickle breaks the silence Conceal the ominous lies Billowed from insolence Where rumors engage the storm And turmoil initiates The disillusions deform Until it infiltrates........me PART TWO: IMMINENT STORM Blustering wind tearing into the eyes Foreboding of the imminent demise Whipping the simple into complexity Reminding me of my incapacity