Breaking window panes,
Smashing doors,
Swishing tree bracnches,
Some even breaking away from their core....
The madness of the winds was telling a quaint story...
As the winds were slapping my face,
All accusatory,
As if, for some ills I had perpetrated...
What ills could I, The Humanity, possibly perpetrate,
I wonder.
But the Furore was ominous....
As if warning of a greater calamity...
A sure calamity,
Unless I completely surrender...
As i sit here,
Shuddering with a mix of fear and rancour ...
I pray for a long lived calm
After the Winds' Furore...
Little do i know,
That my own actions have dragged me to this.
...Or do i know but turn a blind eye?
For it is simply easier this way,
To live by my day ...
Smashing doors,
Swishing tree bracnches,
Some even breaking away from their core....
The madness of the winds was telling a quaint story...
As the winds were slapping my face,
All accusatory,
As if, for some ills I had perpetrated...
What ills could I, The Humanity, possibly perpetrate,
I wonder.
But the Furore was ominous....
As if warning of a greater calamity...
A sure calamity,
Unless I completely surrender...
As i sit here,
Shuddering with a mix of fear and rancour ...
I pray for a long lived calm
After the Winds' Furore...
Little do i know,
That my own actions have dragged me to this.
...Or do i know but turn a blind eye?
For it is simply easier this way,
To live by my day ...
