For language arts class, I had to write a poem.. its very bad and not titled, yet.
Can you hear the ringing?
The provocative noise of thunder,
Being as recalcitrant as possible,
Pandemonium had struck the air.
Lightning soon dotted the sky.
Lightning was very prolific during a storm
Lightning was on a whole different prerogative
Booming like it owned the world
Rain soon pattered down the windows
Forming intricate patterns as it dances down the window
Lost to the world
Wishing that there would be no recriminations
Thunder roared at lightning
To repudiate, to recant.
To understand that they were equals
Lightning refuted the truth, not wanting to be placated.
The struggle is endless
The time goes on forever
There will always be a war
Between lightning and thunder.