May 14, 2023 / 1 Minute Read

the storm

Everything was going great. 

Unity.

Love.

Perfection. 

But then the storm came. 

Destruction.

Hate. 

Division.  

I went home.

Yet.

Some people stayed.

Screaming, and throwing rocks at the sky. 

Fighting against nature.

As if it made a difference. 

I used to be like them.

Be patient.

The storm passed.

Those people seemed to disappear with the wind.

There was a lot of damage.

But the sun was rising again.