The Swirl of Me.

Swirling vortex i will contain your power And so i did with extreme force I see the root of man i am the tower My strained success leaves my voice hoarse I will power your city with a finger, behold Indestructible fossil fuel forever powering Ill replace the shine of pure gold Howled screams occur with people cowering My insides crawl to form I struggle to sustain outcomes the cry of storm It rumbled, and out came the rain It was me erupting not power but full I'm not mean just agitated at the dumb Sticks and stones to those who become so cruel IT seems my sarcasm can outweigh the sun Clarity the kind only sustained when put under I will jaunt until I'm picked and tried Reopen a place i left in my dumpster The time for which even passion strained and dried. The swirl of me.