Peal of Thunder

Night sky illuminated without sun,

As drums echo across the skies.

Blood pumping fast,

With rain running into our eyes.

Calling reveille to the sons and daughters,

The devout and the devoid.

Cower in fear or be lost in the thrill,

Our story ends the same.

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