Fancy That!

Up there, in the stratosphere,

it was clear a level of hostility

was underway, some difference

of opinion leading to an aggravated

confrontation that clouded the

roof of the world with threatening

dark whorls of incandescent rage.

A theatrical production of 

cataclysmic proportions seen

now and again and forevermore.

The impending storm of elements

in a moody clash drew nearer,

alerting the tenants on the floors

below that something menacing

was portending.  Worried upward

glances verified that the distant

clamour as of giants tossing

shafted bolts of fury at a hapless

target was drawing ever closer,

alarming those below of weak

disposition.  Those of more sturdy

stock safely cowering in their

homes, watched transfixed as

the giants tore wholesale pieces

of the sky to jab them at one

another, drawing appeals of 

mercy ignored as the vanquished

exploded in brilliant flashes of fire.