Poem – The Hurricane

Churning over open waters,

nothing in its path.

Fueling fire inside itself,

destroying all within its wrath.

It starts as a depression,

forming slow and fast.

Then a tropical storm,

with a hurricane at last.

It grows angry upon the sea,

like a beast inside a cage.

Waiting to showcase its power,

in a last and final rage.

When at last it roars,

it will feast upon the land.

Taking all within its grasp,

dealing a final deadly hand.

Here it will die,

upon the grassy Earth.

Fighting till the bitter end,

showcasing all its worth.