from peace to disaster basically.

The wind blowing through my hair
Forest animals hinding in their lair
Leaves rustle without a sound
Flowers floating above the ground
Suddenly wind goes from blow to rush
Giving tree's a giant push
Leaves don't rustle but shiver and shake
The animals asleep jump and wake
Sniffing the air and smelling fear
Through the forest runs deer after deer
The wind gets stronger by the min
Buildings crumble like tin
Tree's flying out of their home
Animals dens take much more than a roam
Winds turn like a drunken bloke
Dams burst and people get soaked
Houses flowing down stream
The waters fast so it seems
This is the wrath of earth
This is the rebirth.

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