Poetry

It hits though for a few seconds
It reminds the devastating penchant
Of the nature while in its' full rage;
Within seconds nothing can be salvaged
From the onslaught of the tornado.

Huge wealth amassed by a miser,
Gigantic buildings built by a builder;
Plants for years nurtured by a gardner
With its' one hit they are no where
Such is the might of tornado.

The pride of the human intellect
Victory even on  nature it boasts
By manufacturing cars n planes,
In speed with air which can compete
In a second you destroy, oh tornado.

The nature through you tries to teach
Its' children that they should behave.
Like tides of ocean in limits to live.
No grudge no ill will they should preach
Else they too 'd be hit by TORNADO.