Nature's Fury
It hurls it's fury
With a force gale strong
It unleashes in volume
Destruction all along
It tempts all fate
Making no room for debate
Fury blew open hell's door
A pathway of debris
As far as the eye could see
You poured out miserable grief
To the unsuspected,
You preyed on the weak
Volumes of water so high
Ravaging the land
No match was beast or man
Helpless to do anything they can.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2006
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