Storm - Poem by paul gardner
Dark skies far distant cries,
destructive path with all its wrath!
Nature calls city stalls,
buildings tall buildings fall,
lights have gone I look upon,
homes crushed turn to dust.
Fires blaze I stop to gaze
roaring skies with vengeful eyes!
Defences battered prayers unanswered,
city of water with all its slaughter!
Days of thunder I often wonder,
mass destruction more construction,
sunken wrecks abandon decks,
Massive waves lives to save.
Bolt of light that sudden fright,
fearful eyes those darken skies!
End is here, storm has past
another direction moving fast.
Beginning of the end hopeful task,
next destination it stops to ask?
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