The Storm
There is a storm that's coming, You can feel it in the air ?
we are on the edge, of a great change, and no time to prepare
This morning when i awoke, to hear today's affairs
I herd the news of the crash they lost to many shares
The government is trying hard to keep the people calm
and marshal law has been proclaimed and now it wont be long
Gather all the food you can the price is going up ,
and gas you need to travel fast and put it in the truck .
I will pack the bags we have , with things that we will need
I have a place picked out to go , so we can then retreat .
I know the times will soon be hard and some may not survive
our only chance to get away is now, to stay alive
The riots in the streets began soon after all the news
then the trucks began to come to kill the ones that loot
I hear it is the same throughout ,each country everywhere
and many are now talking war and many are in fear
I wish we could turn back the clock the signs were all right there
but many said it all would pass, and no one seemed to care.
Copyright © 2012 John Wright
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