The Holy Battle

A great battle is raging, yet no one will ever win. The clash of their weapons, sparks fly, followed by the chest rattling phenomenon of what we mortals call thunder . The shells of their ammo rain down upon me as I watch this godly spectacle. The warriors are the colors of death: black, grey and all other shades that represent the worst parts of life. A great battle is raging, yet no one will ever win.