Rev Dr. Sean (Arts director of the Singapore guitar board)

Roar

The ground trembled violently. The whole earth was shaken off its foundations. A frightening crack raced across as though a razor had spun through it. The tear strecthed as far as the eye could see; a dark and scary perspective. Then, like a tree would sprout its brances, so it did.

Soon, the rest of the parched crust danced and crumbled into a million frenzied pieces. That very instant, the ground fell, as though a lid had been opened at the bottom of the earth. There was no safe place to hide from this treacherous catastrohpe. The scream continued to bellow, amplifying in pain. It was like shards of impaling glass were excruciatingly jammed into our flesh.

All matter fell into a dark endless void, a dark and scary place. As you fall into the darkness, all light starts to dim, and it seemed as though the blackness was engulfing everything. There was no refuge or rest. Even after crossing the limits, we still went on. It was an eternity of perpetual suffering.

So is a person's heart who roars from within.

posted by Red @ 9:24 PM