The Fury of Storm
Storm
And the storm came
Visiting like an elephant
On a grass field
With hint of latent power.
A small lifting of nature’s
Veil for humans to glimpse
The great forces of nature.
Roof tops danced around
The streets and trees
Groaned and protested
To the wind for
Toying with their fate.
Most of the trees bow
And rise to the force of
The howling wind causing
Enormous damages in its wake
Destroyed houses painted
Their faces with deep frown.
Half naked mothers
Terror in their eyes
Ran around searching
For their children.
Children in dismay
Seek the refuse of
Their parents against
Collapsing things all
Around them.
There was an unearthly
Kind of wildness in men's eyes
That betrayed troubled spirits.
The elder whispered:
"The gods are angry."