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The Chopper Cyclone

The Chopper Cyclone Oh Wild Wind! Why so rude? Oh Dear God! Why no mercy? Waited for rains; what we got is rage Nursed hopes; only horror remains December last, unbridled floods, December this year, the Wild Wind Gory events; misfortune manifested With none to stop; our life is on hold Oh Wild Wind! Why the dance of death? Felling thousands of trees, we loved All cables and power lines snapping to halt Through howling cries; all passed away en-mass A moment of mayhem, wrought havoc untold The tall trees all, massacred, maimed The wild aerobics; snuffing out the breathe, Mauled and mangled the city is left mourning Those that escaped wrath, some flora exist Battered and bruised, broken and bent, Twisted and tampered; crippled they lie Centuries old, veterans, in ruins, they cry Revival; may take a hundred years, Alas, many of us will be gone by then, Our companions, all through they were, On a mad noon act; all vanished to nowhere Ten thousand trees lost; is the count we have As the city lies barren without, the green it wore Family of trees lay victims; in parks and on pavements While every road and compound added to the lore Yes we waited for our reservoirs to fill For flora, fauna and fields to survive In turn; only received tears in our eyes Only numbness remains, all hearts bleed Last year water; this year the storm Call it what you like; but curse is same All elements that we presumed were allies Turned a foe; that tale, God alone can tell In a moment of madness; hate let loose The ghost wind, showed rage unending The fierce storm, hell bound it stood Decimated everything in its path Relenting only after revenge; extracted As everyone around was in sheer disbelief Dazed and shattered and shocked were we Too numbed to think and too dumb to act Yet the calamity will soon be forgotten; As History’s bosom has many such stories But both the scars will remain for decades, The World has its dark side too!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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