A hurricane that hurls its destructive winds
Belying the calm in its eye

A typhoon that flattens a million palms
And ruins many a pacific paradise

A cyclone that swallows a thousand fishermen
And leaves their families behind to starve

A tornado that makes rubble without a warning
Out of a thriving Midwestern town

In spite of their awesomeness
These are but mere gusts of air…

When I feel the whirlwind of emotions
That’s devastating my mind

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