The Anger in the Sky

Like an assassin it comes. Gently, quietly creeping over the mountain, but its too late, your caught in the fury of the heavens. The sky screams in frustration. tears drip from the clouds only followed by quick lash outs of lightening. The thunder screams in pain from the splitting of its cloud flesh. more lightening, more thunder. The sky pounds the earth like an angry teenager on the wall. So angry the sky grows weary. In the end all that's left is the slow trickle of tears.