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
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