Sing and Dance

Warnings Won't Make The Storm Less Devastating

The storm warning is
BLARING
In my ears

I choose to ignore it, but the
DESTRUCTION
Always nears

And as it crawls so
SLOWLY
Towards myself

I can hear the sky
THUNDERING
But I do not cry for help

And finally, when I'm standing amidst the
CHAOS
At my feet

I can't lie and say the
Storm
Was not expected by me

But just because I was
WARNED
Of this catastrophe

Doesn't mean that the
STORM
Wouldn't come to shake me