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“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 drummer
Leading thousands of young men
Mindlessly
Into a battle they won’t be able to win.
I shudder.
What hope do I have to find
Shelter from the coming storm?
This poem © Kevin Walker. Published July 2012. 
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