Broken Skies

Born over the ocean,

Drifting above the seas,

Wandering towards a city,

As the humans start to see

Mothers tuck their children inside,

Behind strong walls and soft sheets,

They peep from behind curtains,

Catching a glimpse of me

Thunder rolls in waves,

Like a twisted ocean above,

They cower and shake,

And a strange anger breaks free

Flash! The drapes fall closed,

As screams erupt from within,

Lightning illuminates the sky,

The children hide from me