Eyes on the East

She purposefully strode

and shook -

a tempestuous gale.

All the world did see, watching, but

she felt she was alone

to receive answers. 

Intrigue and power, 

as the storm stung her eyes,

dimmed her burning sanity.

She took one-step, two-step,

as the storm 

accompanied by the 

howling bombs was profound.

Splashed and dripping blood

upon the world’s hands

in war.

She thought she heard screams,

past perpetrators?

Agonisingly and

thunderously,

the lightning did flash and

awoke modern enlightenment in

horror and pity.

The long since-passed

perpetrators 

clapped and

the world drowned

in red.