the gush of the wind, the sway of trees
hearing and feeling the strong breeze
the high waves and the menacing tide
the fate of the ships its going to decide
with the sails on the mercy of the seas
the roof of the house seem to pull off
beneath it some one shiver and cough
with pain making him bend on knees
a streak of light almost tearing the sky
with the clouds above giving a war cry
as the dooms day they going to decide
showers from sky striking the ground
often along with the deafening sound
and those eerie noises seldom increase
the winds blowing their deadliest form
that’s what said to be the thunder storm
with the nature expecting it to appease
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