.5. Old Pompeii Poem by David Threadgold

.5. Old Pompeii



Belching forth like thunder
Let molten lava flow
What caused this new eruption?
That makes this mountain grow

Large boulders like from cannon
Fill sky beyond a mile
Hot ash and clouds of blackened dust
Descending for a while

Below where dust now settles
Where boulders smashed the walls
The townsfolk choking on the gas
Another poor soul falls

One by one they’re overcome
The final body fell
Covered by the ash and dust
With putrid sulphur smell

A swollen red hot river
Flowed through the town that day
Where all that once lived perished
Now sealed in old Pompeii


© 2008 David Threadgold
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