Wild whipping wind, roar of the beast.
Planet born of sin, sacrificial feast.
Nature’s catastrophic rage unleashed.
Homes crumble like brittle twigs.
Mercy? No hope this storm brings.
Crashing, thrashing force of destruction;
unabated hatred knowing no obstruction.
And just that fast,
the tempest passed.
Bloody. Broken. Every breath inducing pain.
As she cringed in a corner, no love remained.
He was sorry. Said he’d never do it again.