Outrun The Wind

He is the wind I am the rain We both bring joy We both bring pain. The starving souls gasping for air, Our violence wrought we are a pair. Thunder erupts tempers fly, Disembodied tears I cry. Chaos now A striking hand, He forces my tears to drown the land. Even as his will is done, My clouds are all that block the sun. I am abused I am shamed Yet I will be Forever blamed. Destruction plagued a baron land, He caused the tears that quenched the sand. The storm is calm our quarrel dissolved, Apologetic he starts to sob. I hold him close his wounds I tend, No longer will I seek the end. What chance is there to break this trend? The rain cannot outrun the wind.