My mind is heavy like an angry cloud
raring on by with lightning hitting the sky.
How it feels.
The weather is bleak,
the rain is sleek,
the clouds are heavy with sleep.
All is well for it all passes after the swell.
The dam broke,
just as well.
The walls fell down,
even after we reinforced it,
though life still lived on.
The waves broke, as the water choked,
all calmed when the wave came down.
Fire burned the house down,
but the firefighters choked it out
with their fire hoses
and their flame resistant coats.
Finally the clouds began to rain,
after wards life renewed again.
A rainbow I am.