Hudhud

A poem on the recent cyclone Hudhud

Hudhud

Nature and Nature fight,
To switch off the light.
And to grab the right,
that loosens us at night.

People say it's not good,
since it grabs our food.
For so it should,
Be called Hudhud.

A day for destructing,
a decade for reconstructing.
With such power of its Incoming,
And an obstacle for Outgoing.

Bye bye Hudhud,
Never again say you could.d

Author's Note

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