The dark grey clouds have gathered together,
a strong and massive army ready for attack!
Looking relentlessly aggressive
in following their impending scheme of destruction
Enveloping us with a spirit of gloom,
preventing any ray of light, hope or joy from reach,
their powerful resort to terrorize seems to be succeeding
As they move along roaring loud with vengeance
Oh! we sure do seem small and powerless beneath them
Scurrying, hurrying and hastening for cover,
Once again nature has proved who really is powerful
Some battles, after all, can never be won
Is it just yet another small tryst
to amuse herself by belittling us?
or a long saga that betrays her
pent up wounds of anger?
I am but an insignificant witness
to this war between two worlds
One that I loathe
and one that loathes me.