Torthenabeastdo

Raging winds flash past
walls of rain cascade down
raging storm makes the thunderous blast
as it goes relentless upon the town

No restraint can stop the beast now
the all mighty gale defies all logic
never ending rage it must endow
acting as an unforgivable object

There be naught a sound in the air
it has made its destruction with no aim
yet the birds flap in the after wind with not even a care
but even they know it is never the same.

by shaun cummings

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