When the storm is coming

When the storm is coming things get dark.
When the storm is coming gray skies loom over my head dealing death stares.
When the storm is coming you feel it in your bones like our old motha's in the front row
When the storm is coming our teeth rattle with anticipation of the coming rough precipitation
Then the storm hits ......silence
We pray that it will stop
We pray that it will end
No one wants to go through the winds and rain of pain
I see some fold because they can't handle this latest storm
I see some fight until they are knocked down blow by blow
But they fought with honor and came back stronger
Then I see some win what a glorious sight
This is the time where you see who you are and who are your friends
When the storm is in your face bucking up to you like a bully in the hood
whatcha gonna do huh. You ain't got nothing. Where ya momma.  Where ya friends.  Gimme that and this too. Awww you cryin' now. Lil punk.
Is this gonna be the time you stand up to the storm
Will this be the time you fight for your life
That the fear just isn't as big as the pain of letting the storm win again
That you rather fight and die than live in fear of this bully this storm
Is this the time you start living
Is this the time
Is this the time

ServantPrince

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