The Coming Storm

“I have a funny feeling,” he says.Suddenly, a darkness rolls in with the clouds.An ominous thunder begins sounding in the distance,Like the war-beat of a revolutionary drummerLeading thousands of young menMindlesslyInto a battle they won’t be able to win.I shudder.What hope do I have to findShelter from the coming storm?
This poem © Kevin Walker. Published July 2012.