The lightening and the thunder,
Speaks of a tale,
A tale of wonder and sonder,
The sonder of the world,
And without the world we are nothing and everything,
But, yet with a warning the thunder bird sings,
Sings a tale of sorrow and earth being torn asunder,
The thunder bird wonders of what has this world come to?
Why is humanity not thankful for what we have?
The plants,
The vegetation,
The animals,
All of them crying for help,
But, yet the calls go unheard,
What is the thunder bird to do?
Humanity continues to not hear the calls of the thunder bird,
But there are the few that do hear the calls,
The calls echo through the world like a limitless hall of screams,
Everything screams out for help,
What is everything to do, when nothing is being heard?
The thunder bird is to seek in crying louder,
Louder than ever before,
Louder than the plants, the animals, and the vegetation,
So as a whole humanity can hear,
The damage we are doing,
The harm to the planet,
And to sound the alarm of thunder birds cries,
Thunder bird holds out hope,
That it isn’t too late,
To change humanities ways,
And be one with what we have,
And learn to respect what is deemed taboo in society to do,
But, the few that hear the calls will be the one’s who tip the scales,
In favor of change,
Change for a better future,
And for a beautiful place to live and respect,
And to be one with as a whole,
So hear these calls,
And don’t stall,
Answer the calls of the thunder bird,
And soon the world will be seen in a better way.
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Ella Huntington is currently working on her first book series. She also attends University for a bachelor’s degree in business administration.
