There's a Storm Brewing
by Paul J. Beavis, H.M. Prison Grendon, England
There’s a storm brewing,
Dark rolling clouds blocking
the blue skies of yesterday,
trapping the heat.
Trapping the heat,
Like a sweaty pressure cooker.
Blood and minds wait simmering,
The deluge will soon be here.
The deluge will soon be here,
To free clammy chemistry
from the oppression,
Feel relief in the tension.
Feel relief in the tension,
Strain alone, can break
even the hardest of men,
Shelter never comes from trees.
Shelter never comes from trees,
Lightning sometimes strikes twice.
The best port of call in a storm,
Is usually through the other side.
