Saturday

The Watchman - Part Two




Standing at his post,
As the rain gets, more steady.
Still warning all, who will hear?
Prepare, be ready!


The storm draws closer,
To all within the walls!
But no one seems to hear,
As the watchman calls!


We’ve seen storms before,
A voice calls from below.
This too shall pass,
Roars the crowd, as they go!


Drenched with rain,
They continue on their way.
Thinking this to be,
Like a storm of past days.


The winds are coming stronger,
Calls, the watchman from his post.
As he sees the forest start to bend,
His words, still ignored, by most.


The crowds continue on,
Thinking this is now the norm.
After all, they say,
A storm is just a storm...?

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