Child of Lightening

Born with the power of lightening
Am eternally thunderstruck
Rain and storm are my kins
To the world
I give a fuck

There is chill that runs down my spine
It is playful
All power is my tame
The silver behind clouds
Makes strange maze
Noise enough
To give it a chaotic range
I am eternally thunderstruck
For the beat goes on
In the noisy storm
Am peace right after
And before the norm
A masked cloud
Like eyes in shroud

Sky is mine
So is the wind
Lightening strikes
To make me one
With wind.