The mean wind blows
And the old man knows
The tempest comes today
The little ones cry
And the birds don't fly
The tempest comes today
The quiet stopped
And the pressure dropped
The tempest comes today
The beggars yell
And the tensions swell
The tempest comes today
The lightning struck
And people ran amuck
The tempest comes today
People are dead
And now it's said,
"The tempest came that day."
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Oh, To Be Such!
PoesíaA collection of poems I've written over time. There is no set theme for the poems. They just are as they are.
