From the silver moonlight, a dark desire
Something stirred, from the fire
Rising smoke, smoldering ash
And than came the crash
The sound of thunder
And thoughts are a wonder
The fire is distilled and ashes cooled
Just as the raindrops begin to pool
Feet stomp, and feet run
All at the sound of a gun
Lightning shoots and lightning streaks
From tree tops, to mountain peaks
Screams erupt and screams echo
Children are told to let go
Precious items, and teddy bears
Lightning consumes, weather not so fair
People flee, and cars drive
Children cry, and parents strive
And away, away they go
But little did they know...
A soaring bolt
Caused a jolt
In the bridge of wood
Hope they all can swim really good