The light was conquered by darkness,
Still water shiver on the winds,
Running fast around carelessly,
And hitting everything violently.
Soon the wind howled its mighty objection,
And made the green things and sparkly edges lay on the floor,
The streets soon became a ghost town,
Everyone, hiding for safety.
The water soon stormed like a wildfire,
Joggling around with the flow of the wind,
Running around the town simultaneously,
And afterwards, subsided.
The people soon came out crying,
With the thought of not surviving,
Because of the storm that came raging,
Destroying many lives and homes.
