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The Bullying of Mr. Big  Life


Storms never wait for anyone to prepare
they simply come barreling through
they don't care

the only thing you can do
is ride one
hold on
pray

if that is what you believe in

because they will have you believing in something
if not in God
then in their peril

look out
hold tight
as they are howling in their righteous anger
if you survive the present danger
and their big prestige

but you must first run and duck for cover
or be plundered
because
the freight train of lightning and thunder rolling on through
might mow you down
put a quick end to you

you cannot prepare

is it the Storm who'll bully you
or is it
or am I

only describing the bullying of
Mr. Big Man, Life?


Copyright July 24 2016
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Melissa A Howells/Meloo straight from her
Tilt-a-World





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