Love

Rapid change is coming

It's howling in the air

The violent flow of motion 

Directs without a care 

The damage seems so wreckless 

But never more than fair

Chaos turns to carnage 

Resulting in despair

As mother nature whispers

A pending sense of doom

screaming like a banshee inside this tiny room

A sudden voice of wisdom softly calls aloud

The storm on the horizon doesn't calm down

They rummage through the wreckage 

The rubble & remains

Only to find the heartache 

Of memories & blame