Lightning

Foreboding clouds gather above me

As I stand tall in youth and envious vanity

Coveting the power of God, spiteful of destiny, unbounded ability

Suddenly, struck down, smitten by divine fists on the shoulders

Blows of God’s wrath rain upon me, the scolding chastisement of Nemesis

Turned away from Faustian destiny

The truth revealed:

Lie, outstretched and prostrated to fate.