We know it's coming,
wind, non-stop rain,
sounding like a runaway
high-speed train,
angry gusts,
thunderous roar,
lashing, lashing, lashing
where there used to be a door,
lashing, lashing, lashing
the street's now a river,
lashing, lashing, lashing,
people cower and shiver,
lashing, lashing, lashing,
nature's menaces lurk,
lashing, lashing, lashing,
nature goes berserk.
We know it's here,
destruction and fear
of the hurricane's path,
praying for its passing,
and the aftermath,
hoping against hope
that the hurricane's wrath
will soon disappear
from the weatherman's graph,
as loved one's struggle
with an epitaph..........
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