Aftermath of Flood

Damaging winds whip and slash, whirling wild, drenching rain, Roads decimated come to standstill, as gushing floods reign, Inundating swollen terrains, roiling deluge of a tenebrous day, As trees bowing to gusting storms; erratically waltz and sway. Houses naked with roofs blown, now ache, mangled and worn, Where loss of life, in makeshift shelter, neighbors sadly mourn; Sharing stories of a sudden event, rushing through the town, Disheartened life, since torn-down, anguishing in wistful frown. Danger lurks, where flood waters submerge fallen power lines, As rivers and tributaries of muddy-flows, float uprooted vines, What once was a harmonic rhythm, now perturbs pulse of life, Dawn that rose on a lambent arc, now shudders in sullen strife. People stranded, anxious for rescue, assess the damage done, Cars are destroyed, fires are burning, recovery has just begun; Sirens blaring of dire emergencies, are chasing to plug gas-leaks, Searching for victims of drowning, scouting the rivers and creeks. Swindlers are hovering, ripping-off elderly, exacting heavy price, Hit by the tragedy first, then by the cruelty of defrauding vice; Some now blame callous humanity, some name it~ an act of fate, Mired in untold challenges, as remnants-torrent start to abate.