A storm is coming

 
 
Darkness has descended in the middle of the day;
The sunshine is no more, now the sky is becoming grey.
In fear I hide beneath the shelter, trying to be safe.  
Inside I hide, beneath the rain.  
 
 
Thunder above booms out as a warning;  
Be prepared to be scared, for the lightning is coming.
Dogs howl under a flash of light, on a very dark day;
Where is the light that I woke up to this morning?  
 
 
Water pours down from the clouds up above;  
Where is the sunlight that brings us warmth?  
Where are all those promised, better days?
Why are we so fearful of a little bit of rain and so in love with the sun?
 
 
People run inside, trying not to get their hair and clothes wet;
The man in shorts is now having regrets.
The cold hits the air like the touch of death;  
Thunder and lightning are no friends of ours...
So bring your brolly with you, or stay indoors  
And hide away with your pets.
 
 
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