AFTER THE STORM
A storm is brewing, increasing panic,
demanding perpetual alertness.
The sun is hidden as charcoal clouds,
cast meadows into shadowy darkness.
Birds seek shelter as horizons ignite
with illuminating bolts of lightning.
Screaming thunder, torments petrified minds,
even in dwelling, they find it frightening.
Winds begin to howl with stronger force,
demolishing fragile foundations.
Rain surges unleasing barbaric floods,
destroying crops and plantations.
The air becomes a vicious vortex of debris
as victims wait nervous speculation.
As calm is restored in the atmosphere,
they assess the atrocious situation.
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