I woke up in the middle of the night at a time when every moving being was fast asleep. <br />I open my room's little window and stared at the beautiful nature of "God." <br />The confidently hanging cloud, the moon that shines brightly over mankind's light, and <br />the countless scattered stars, twinkling like Barbara Walter's eyes on 20/20. I wonder, and wonder without blinking my eyes, what a world? <br />Suddenly, I heard the most terrified sound I've ever heard, <br />Sheeee, Whoooo, Bgoon! <br />That's it! <br />The Hurricane came rumbling, running faster than any concord jet plane ever created by <br />mankind, folding, dragging, pushing, pulling, smashing, shifting and lifting everything <br />big or small that stands in front or back of it. Rokulan, rokulan, rokulan, my heart pounded, my first thoughts were <br />"God was folding the earth away from mankind," <br />I knelt, folded my hands, closed by eyes and prayed, <br />"God the Almighty" <br />the world it too little for you to exercise your mighty power on. There is not a day on earth mankind did not pray; <br />We know very well that you are the last source of hope for all mankind. <br />But, God if only you could do something about the IRS, mankind would focus on praying <br />to you, and thank you for blessing America.<br /><br />Binta Bundu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-thoughts-beyond-the-sky/
