Maelstrom Undeniable

I.

The storm it stood, vortex eyes peering

Madness swirling, ever leering

Buildings, hope, torn to minute shreds

Merciless, vengeful, death lies ahead

II.

Cries huddled under dislodging houses

Cowering, simpering, begging endless

Days of golden threads naught stand

Fragile unbroken cords of hands

III.

Screaming tempest bore resemblance

Agony whispered from a distance

Crimson smeared on shearing zephyr

Marks left by calamities last forever.

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