Darker the clouds gathering up in the sky,
the mountains seems to turn foggy,
the wind started blowing to their full force,
sudden the thunderstrike shaked me.
Is it the awareness before the rain?
Or might be God’s angry with His people?
I felt a drop on my face,
Is it the rain or God’s crying on His creations’ fate?
The wind that blowed,
turned to a storm,
as if God’s regretting for what he has done.
For creating the world, and his people in it,
who made this world a gutter to reside in.
Or may be it’s nature’s step for a change!
one side full of beauty,
the other like a revenge.