The Storm
The storm is rising.
Dogs shiver with the thunder.
Cats hide in lightning flashes.
People lose their way.
The tide is coming.
Sweeping away hopes and dreams.
Families struggle.
No food or shelter to protect the vulnerable ones.
Possibilities are lost.
Mobs began to protest.
Destruction and violent chaos begin.
Washing away the threat of the day.
The storm and chaos allow change to begin.
Hope, kindness, love, and caring.
The cycle of storm and peace,
Begins again.
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