Winds rapidly rage through the atmosphere,
Constant punishment dished out like The Flood;
Steadily shaking nature's heart and ear,
Ruthlessly rotating the ground and mud;

Wrath of Poseidon erupts the ocean,
Fuels the planet with open-ended wounds;
Hail falls in a perpetual motion,
Disturbing the tides' effect from the moon;

And still the faint glimpse of sunshine persists,
Painting a window of eternal hope;
Yet all spirits groan from lack of assist,
Slowly narrowing mankind's will to cope.

Nature's emotions will suffocate life,
But the result will discontinue strife.