Natural disasters come in many different ways,

some fierce                                                                 some gloomy.

They're so unpleasant they make me aggrieved.

All harsh                                                                      all droopy.

 

Furious wind swirling up flowers,

as powerful as a giant's sneeze.

The scorching sun blazes without a break,

as people crave for a refreshing breeze.

 

At times, the calm water uncovers its cloke into an outraged tsunami.

Everyone struggles to escape with a glimpse of hope.

Natural disasters come in many different ways.

They're dangerous indeed, where survival has no scope.