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Igor

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Igor
By: Sanguinex94

Sanguine Mist of never ending bliss covered by
the clouds that surround us in a dome. Spirals
of winds and rain swarm the rock in the middle
of the puddle, it screams to us, "I'm here, I'm
angry." his anger forces us to take cover in our
warm homes as his rage surpasses the rage of
the last anger infested wench.  Murderous rage,
homocidal rage, he took his knife and hit the
pavement, crashing it into the puddle that
surrounds it, human flesh follow it to its doom.
You think you can waltz in here and take lives,
take nature and put in on a violent fury? Your
actions are harsh, you've reduced us to fear.
Will our homes fall down around us? Will we be
reduced to back to the stone age, no power,
electricity dead in the sea with your victum.
Yes, we can handle your rage, we have handled
rage such as yours in the past, but we have
the right to worry, we have to right to
stand up to this, anyone who thinks differently
can leave, they are not true, they don't understand
how cruel the elements can be. Lucky, we have
survived you, but some have not, and we should
put our minds together and beat you, chase you
away from our quiet sanctuary. So leave now,
while we still have our strength, we're finished
with you. You gave us some publicity, but after
that we have to clean up the mess that your
murder has left. Igor, your done, please
never come back.
This is a poem about Hurricane Igor that
hit my community not today.
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