Star War & Mr. Storm part 1
There was a war, a war for each Star.
Stars here on Earth, whomever you are.
Then came a man named Mr Storm.
Everything ever learned in his life was not the norm.
He witnessed this thing, this thing called war.
With war, he knew, comes blood and gore.
He found himself being a tug of war rope.
He realized he was in the crosshairs of "others" scope.
Honored and amazed but it was hard to believe.
How in the world did this he achieve.
He made many mistakes and his choices were unwise.
He was manipulated severely through many lies and denies.
Then one day came when the world took away his son.
That was the day when he became a gun.
He raised his son since the day of his birth.
He now fought on two battlefronts, one in the sky and one on the Earth.
He first grew sad which led to raging mad.
Everyone around him constantly taking all he had.
Almost losing his mind, he put it into a fuzz.
Dulling his pain with a buzz.
He knew deep down there was another way.
Unfortunately, he was covered with venom that others spray.
He then remembered the book of Job.
He asked God if he could wash off the venom and give him a new robe.
God did just that, and long ago put a third eye in his head.
The third eye showed him what direction to be led.
On two battlefronts, back he went.
All for the cause, so the time must be spent.
Which side to choose, in the sky, he was torn.
This was when Mr Storm was born.
He can't help but to think of all the damage that was done.
He is very aware that a storm is more powerful than any gun.
I'll leave it right there, until next time.
A different day a, different rhyme. I must continue now to walk down the hall.
Remember, the hall I walked out has no wall.
Stargun🌟🔫👁️
May 09