Temper tantrum of the skies,
merciless side of an otherwise kind beast,
abusive, lashing
out in violence, cold whips of wind,
ruthlessly murdering its children,
we run from, we cover
from you.
Deafening roar,
a piece of war,
storm clouds bulge like muscles, lashing out,
taking the
trees in an abusive sweep.
Rumbling,
raging,
roaring,
flooding,
electrocuting, mighty storm.
Mighty storm.
Taking everyone in a huge exhale.
Sucker punching the skies, an overblown tree.
Voices in the wind.
Victims of the storm.
Flashes of light across the sky.
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