The air is hanging tense and warm,
Threatening ripples in the clouds
A wild dome - that's fit to burst
Through these darkened shrouds
A rumble quakes around you
Flashes streak across the sky
The Atmosphere bursts open
Mother Nature starts to cry.
A deluge of water strikes the earth
Thunder sounds the heatwaves death
Rivers run and lightning strikes
Sweet relief with every breath.
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