Blowing Away in the Wind

The wind gushed by,

The rain fell without a pause.

The power of the lights were diminishing

And I tried to save my notes,

From blowing away in the wind.

The huts nearby -

The wind had blown away their roofs,

All of us ran around

To save our homes.

But the rich slept soundly.

They could care no more

When I was trying to save myself

From blowing away in the wind.

Trees fell and buses collapsed,

Men died and babies cried.

But the rich could care no more,

While we tried to save ourselves

From blowing away in the wind.

The sound of the wind passing by

Seemed so soothing to them,

Why so?

For they had with them,

Thick woolen blankets,

To protect themselves,

From the hazardous beasts.

The waters enrobed the ships

And covered the land.

The winds raged in,

Destroying the city

As we tried to save ourselves

From blowing away in the wind.

A peril to us

It had brought,

But once again -

We saved ourselves

from blowing away in the wind.

Written by Harshita Neotia

Edited by Rayna Mukherjee

Illustrated by Manvi Barasia