A dark, gray cloud overtakes

The attention of everyone, it wakes

The sound of thunder, a strike of fear

An indication of what is near

Loud winds begin to form

The temperature is far from warm

All these signs just seem to warn

It’s more than just a thunderstorm

The winds grow louder, the rain drops hard

The locals take shelter and begin to stand guard

The water builds, and fills the streets

It seems like it will never cease

The climate has reached a biting numb

The buildings brace for what’s to come

A window smashes, a wall is torn

An age of destruction is newly born

Homes and shops soon start to flood

As the bright green grass turns to mud

Businesses’ profits sink below

As does their buildings, they overflow

A full on attack on neighborhoods

Costing hundreds or thousands, in damaged goods

All of a sudden, the large barrage waned

A sense of hope, the community gained

The high levels of water began to drain

As well as the clouds, the thunder and rain

All that was left was a broken town

Full of broken people, still glad they didn’t drown

Although some were not as skilled

They came together and planned to rebuild

No other disaster could be topped

Until finally, the chill stopped