I’m waiting for the storm,
Waiting for the normality to return.
Waiting for the heat to dissipate
In the downpour and the rain,
The deluge and the flood.
I’m waiting for the warriors
The ear-shattering clash of shields,
In the battle sky. Lightning like sharp-edged swords
To spear the heart of heat
From out this summer night.
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