Sleeping Giants
Giants free to spark,
The world watches as wings crest,
As the fog draws near.
Earthly roars bring forth,
Behemoths from the east grow,
Land stolen by sea.
A thunder’s sound shakes,
As ash fills into their lungs,
The disaster takes.
A whisper is heard,
No warnings or mercy pleas,
A flash takes a life.
Quiet eerie nights,
A lonesome canoe forges,
A soul falls to depths.