Hurricane (Quatrain)
Temporary reigns
Unbridled pain
Still the sun rises above all
Understood yet seldom recollects
Temperate climates sold into extremes
Wrath is only rationalized in its aftermath
Tears fall in excess along seas of regret
Anger filled clouds intent to display rage
Revenge is indeed quite the change in climates
The great daughter from the east releases another scream
Repentance is too late as those downstream brace in its path
The destinations are familiar as exploitation is to black lives matters
Cauldrons churn karma infused special delivery to commemorate
Stolen legacies are the destinations for this unrelenting maternal deluge
Her anger is real and unrequited although the colonizers try to predict
Destruction comes in as a reminder that human bondage is unwise in her Eyes
2b2b2 (NineNineteen)