The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is coming
The storm represents your fears
And all that you have run away from
They've come back for their revenge
Will you face it or run away?
Run away, like you did before
Let your friends fall, like you did before
Or face it, like you should
Help them, like you should
Chin held high and heart strong
Your blood races
The lighting strikes, the thunder booms
You will not run away
You will fight
Storm Of Fears
Published by Family Friend Poems June 2008 with permission of the Author.
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