100 Year Flood

Thunderous roars and incessant tapping Pouring down, no end in sight Within these walls the weather’s trapping People in their homes tonight Saturation point’s been reached As the flow now shapes the land Retaining walls have now been breached Only protection, bags of sand A new river in creek bed forms As trees and grasses lose their hold Rushing waters from the storms Wave and ripple uncontrolled Day light breaks with no relief Rain continues unabated I stare back with disbelief At the changes it created Hours pass with little change Random acts of Nature’s wrath Unseasonal, the weather’s strange Drenching all within its path Finally the sun peeks through Rain subsides and pools retreat An end in sight that’s overdue This storm’s damage now complete