AM (May 1st 1993 / Canada)


Thunder crashes!
In a moon lite sky!
The moon is coverd by dark erry clouds.
People run inside, of fear.
Children crying.
mothers holding thare young.
fathers laughing.

but O so soon the lights turn off.
they scatter about.
to find candels and flash lights.

it is dark only a few candels light thare way.
hours later, lights flicker back on.
and the thunder storm stops.
and everyone drops.

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