I am a storm

I am a storm My clouds hang low in the sky Grey. Oppressive. Suffocating. The threat of rain looms And I hear their groans

I am a storm My winds pick up, trees sway, umbrellas break People shout to be heard I carry their words like my own And they complain

I am a storm My rain hits the pavement Lashes against windows A temporary flood They run, screaming

I am a storm My thunder echoes across the sky I shout and shout to be heard I am ignored They want me to shut up

I am a storm My lightning splits the air apart My anger hot and white and sharp I scorch the world they have built I scorch them