Poem -



The earths crust crumbles, stumbles, crashes into the waves,
Windswept pines move against end of days.
Tempest breadth across billows black,
Lightening, brightening following thunderous crack.

Trees uproot as bellow shakes,
Clone tips blow as the core quakes.
He sweeps his hand, almighty in rage,
Devastates planes succumbed to age.

Mounting tsunami gathers in pace,
Trails of debris lay, fall of grace.
He slams his fist into the belly of the land,
Destruction in part to the ways of man.

The earth opens up and swallows the trees,
The mountains and flora amidst the screams.
Annihilation in seconds, seems somewhat forever,
Our lord furious of our ways at the end of his tether.