Humming Of The Wind Poem by girlie lactao

Like a car that recklessly blasts its way
Through a busy and crowded street
The humming of the wind seems
Not soothing nor cooling but rather scary.

Closing doors and windows
Hiding from the unusual scene
Anxieties and worries are high
How long does the humming stay?

But it is just the wind; it passes by
Let nature pass and do its thing
Everything will come still again
A confirmation that peace reigns.