&& the moon fell

Thunder rolls, foreboding
Lightning fills the sky
With its heady show
The waters churn madly
Like an angry Poseidon stirring
The depths with his Trident
Winds howl through the trees
Uprooting the dying and dilapidated
No flowers can grow here
In this packed sandy soil
The stars can't be seen
Through the thick clouds overhead
And the moon...
Well, the moon fell