I Am
I was born to be a rainstorm
The words you do not speak
When the rain it starts to hail
And the roof begins to leak
I was born to be the wind
A tornado just inside
Though you run for shelter
From myself I cannot hide
I was born to be an earthquake
I dare not make a move
For if the ground is shaking
My feet did make the grove
I was born to be the lightning
But no one thought it nice
When my light struck down on earth
And fire was the price
I was born to be a storm
But I think it's safe to say
You would never miss the sun
If the sky was never grey
This poem is about:
Me