stormy bastille
yesterday an evening stroll down rue du faubourg st. antoine took us to the bastille
it was forboding, the air was still
storm in bastille
dark clouds hovering
like life problems cornering
add a dash of lightning and thunder drama
followed by outburst of liquefied karma
depending where u are in storm’s path
run helter-skelter for shelter or get drenched in nature’s bath
storming of bastille
when have not’s have nothing to lose
charge full force towards liberté-equalité-fraternité ruse
catch the have’s in the snooze
a plebian victoire boost
storm out of bastille
carpe diem to catch silver lining amidst downpour
my lens made memory score
let’s get out of here
away from guillotine fear
there’s always an out of a storm, my dear…
from trouble, steer clear
or convert to cheer