Tsunami Season

She is unforgiving 
She is hungry 
She rises up with the clouds 
Preparing to crash back down 
Clawing everything back with her inky tendrils 

Angry, she thrashes 
Before her descent into madness 
You can’t outrun this vicious fate 
If you lie in her way 
All are the same in her clutches 

Just as she came she flees back out 
Rage appeased from her feed
Retreating out to sea to sulk 
For all we’ve done, her small revenge 
Leaving her mess for those left over in her wake