I am a storm coming your way,
growl and prowl, hold you at bay.
Fear me! Fear me! I gather up force,
I destroy and ravage with no remorse.
With thunder I come and cleanly sweep,
destroyed to ground thus people weep.
Fear me! Fear me! I plough the river,
sway trees and plunder the fields sober.
I am His hand of fury - his rage,
against evil the battles I do wage.
Fear me! Fear me! I am a danger,
with pride and cruelty - His avenger.
I move the world till horizons free,
they tremble - tiniest bug to banyan tree.
Though you shake, brabble and tremble,
I am His servant - mild and humble.
Prasenjit©1997-2010
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