Ratnakar Mandlik (Aug.29,1950 / Hyderabad(A.P.) , India)
It hits, though for few moments
It reminds the devastating penchent
Of the nature while in it's full rage
Within seconds nothing can be salvaged
From the onslaught of the tornado.
Huge wealth amassed by a miser
Gigantic buildings built by a bulder
Plants for years nurtured by a gardner,
With it's one hit they are no where
Such is the might of the tornado.
The pride of the human intellect
Victory even on nature that boasts
By manufacturing cars & planes
In speed with air that can compete
In a second you destroy, oh tornado.
The nature through you try to teach
It's children that they should behave,
Like tides of oceanin limits to live,
No grudge, no ill will they should preach
Else they too could be hit by 'Tornado'.
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