Thunder God.

An orange frilled lizard, kicks
up dormant dust.
As the boy strolls along the sun beaten
track. Worn thin
with

Anger begins in the west,
Stealing away the sunny day.
The humidity becomes oppressive,
Walking outdoors like a steam room
And

Baby, I see turbulence in your eyes.
Trouble's brewing in your sighs.
A storm's coming, I realize...
Those cloudy skies.

Seems

It's so uncanny how nature has a way of leaving such

sad and dark feelings deep within my belly.

Reckon my soul detects

Though The Clouds Promise Rain

Though the clouds promise rain
and they're filled to the brim,
They are sure to spill over
And