The smoky gray soon paved the sky, The wind blew harsh and to no one's surprise, it began to rain ruining a beautiful day, no one knew what was on its way. Brayon tried but failed, he was left impaled. though the story so tragic, as soon as it came it disappeared. Hush, listen! I know you hear me coming, I know you fear me! You know I love it. Watch as I pave the sky grey, The rising dust will cloud your vision, And my fury insults you, But I don't care. I love it when you scream, You'll be grateful when I leave, But know this for sure, I'll leave your home torn. So hush! Just listen, Cherish the ones who I spare.