Epiphany

A billowy cloud
Are the thoughts in my head
Holding out for rain
Seems like an eternity

Analysis paralysis
Is the precipice
On which
Our existence is built

A slow build up
Of a bad foundation
God bless our nation
Godless damnation

Those that have seen the truth
use the knowledge to control the masses
or follow like sheep until they're ashes

Let it rain!
Coming down like a hurricane
Wash away all the plaque
and send a plague to distract
the new world order