You didn’t surprise anyone.
We
gazed with watchful trepidation
As
you brewed and churned
In
deep blue waters far from shores of island nations.
Growing
stronger with each hour.
Moving
slowly, building forces
Far
beyond our petty powers to control,
We
pay the toll
As you begin your path of torture.
I
cower in anticipation,
See
the first drops pelt my windows,
Feel
the building strength of winds
That
drive the deluge to my doorstep,
Saps
the power from my veins
With
seemingly relentless power,
Wondering
when it will end,
Filled
with dread,
Drained
of will,
Spent
and left to feel so small.
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