26th August, 2020
NEURODEVOTION

Each storm demanded fame
So we gave them all a name
An epithet, sorbriquet, pet name for a worldly force
So that it helped to reinforce
The human bond between a thing unseen
The mighty power
The sheer extreme
Of a presence that demands the control of the ocean
And the land and the trees by the weight of its motion
The way it pummels and batters the things in its path
As we fear for our safety against its wrath
Until the calmer skies appear again
And the storm disappears in the name of fame
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