WHAT STIRS UP
What stirs up a volcano that’s dormant
For years lying like a sleeping giant
To see it spit fire throwing dark shadows
Scattering cinder by the millions in gallows
What stirs up a calm ocean
To raise in wave with one notion
Causing floods raging over the shore
Reflecting fury and anger of mother nature
What stirs up a gentle blowing wind
To become a hurricane loosing its mind
Sweeping the earth with all its force
Then seeing its action with no remorse
What stirs up a earth to quake
With all its destruction bringing heartache
To all the innocent making them helpless
Plunging the whole world into darkness
What stirs up a spark to become wildfire
Burning up vegetation into ashes like live wire
Sending smoke to reach the clear blue skies
Turning hope and faith into ball of lies
What stirs up a tender loving heart
To loose its control and fall apart
To become a heart made of stone
Loosing its love with no emotion
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