Lighting bolts may light the sky,
the burning fires they never die,
the rain falls so hard tonight,
The wind raging destroying all in sight,
a tidal wave, a hurricane,
not slowing the same again,
the trees they rock side to side,
the houses that once stood now subside,
the towers that stood so strong,
now rubble where they once belong,
twisters all around,
fill the night with a terrible sound,
the birds fly now away,
the warning that came too late,
your shattered dreams,
your hopes now lost,
this raging storm,
It's terrible cost.
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