It was a cold windy evening,
the sun had just faded ,
and the moon began to appear
that when I saw the clouds form their disguise
I could hear the cries of the wind
Giving me warning
of what was coming
A big storm the one nightmares are made of,
something that would change my life forever.
fear trying to take over me
But I had nothing,
that became my greatest advantage
my mind no longer controlled my body.
I was not scared anymore
I said out loud “bring me your worst”
The tornado came towards me
I did not run,
I stood there silent
It came through me
I had been through hell and back I had become numb
Fate whispered I cannot withstand it,
I laughed and said
“WATCH ME”
It had nothing left for it to destroy.
My spirit was to strong
I became one with with the disaster
I was the storm
Fear is nothing more than a word
I looked up with a huge grin,
“I’ve become a storm in skin.
It my turn to win.”
For the first time I felt my power,
the game was in tact
My enemies were oblivious,
Out celebrating their victory
Indeed I lost all the battles,
but the war was is far from over.
I gained something they did not know
experience, diligence,and wisdom
the greatest lessons in life comes from your enemies,
and so each time I lost,
I studied them.
that’s why the element of surprise would astonish them,
Fear was their weapon of choice,
That was the source of my power,
Nothing else mattered
the climb was part of the struggle
I attracted money and gain,
The weapon needed to seal the illusion of fate.
They embrace the wicked
so I disguised myself as one of them ,.
Playing the role for the fools to adore.
I waited for the right moment
War became my art,
I became a weapon the could not stop,
until they had no choice but to admire me,
I unleashed the storm within me destroying everything
like Samson with the Philistines,
The temple of Dagon had fallen.
This was just the beginning of the end,
a time for a new commence…
In Conclusion: To be continued..
