In an electrical storm before the rain starts, there is the warning signal of a symphony of lightning and thunder. The lightning flashes first, warning of an impending gloom. Then comes the thunder, rumbling its second warning. And finally the rain storm comes, bringing with it torrents and waves of angry blows upon those who are left out there in the vulnerable open spaces.
The lightning has come, fading away with time. And yesterday, the thunder has sounded the impending woes. Next will be the rain. I just pray it does not get ugly. Pray is all we can do.
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