Beautiful Storm

Hurricanes are the Souls of the Earth.

Destroying all that comes in their Way.

Devouring the lives of the Innocent.

Though they bring great Terror and Destruction,

They are the Beauty of the World.

Taking back what once Belonged to the Earth,

But was Stolen by the Human Race.

So next time you wonder why Hurricanes are named after People,

Remember that we Destroy the World in a Beautiful Storm.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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