Tempests of rage

Tempests of rage beat fiercely in my heart.

At Eagle Peak, The Treasure Tower is fully open,

they beat even more fiercely,

the rage emerging from the Earth

upon the collective sins of our humankind.

Lava erupts, tornadoes swirl, ice melts.

At $2 a gallon, a tempest of hell is brewing.

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