The Storm
The day is so vibrant and pristine
The day seems promising, the future is straight ahead.
Before the storm, the light is always ahead.
The day is full of love and happiness
Before the storm, life was warm
Then the warmness fades & the coldness rushes in.
The storm comes rapidly and no one was prepared
The happiness whisk away with the strong cold winds
The storm seems to never end
Foundations are being destroyed
The rain strikes down & everyone sees this storm is like no other
Suddenly, it all stops.
The rain fades but the clouds still stay
The storm is gone, but the aftermath remains.
The mess is piled up and looks unfixable.
The foundations are gone, now we are left to wander
The future is bleak, and only one thing left to say.
We should have been prepared for the storm.
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