Of displaced,mental wind
Scattered a cluster of undecided leaves
And swirled them without mercy.Disgusting!
Oh,Ophelia,you brutal,dire,in a continuous swing
Not that you care how anyone feels.
Inadequately trained to howl over the oceans and seas
Hurling and sweeping everything that came your way
You failed a truce with the trees and the sky.
The chimneys were blown and dismantled like peas
The waves were forming furiously that day
You even disturbed a shy hummingbird wanting to fly.
But now,Ophelia,it's time to come to your senses,if any
You took revenge and claimed some victims,
The blowing game is now over for the many
Disastrous,merciless and worthless.