O GREAT WIND
I speak to you of the Great Great Wind
The Voice of the outraged sky.
I will not revile thee O Great Wind
For thou art stronger than I.
Blow, blow thou mighty wind,
But wouldst thou tell my why?
And what is wrong with the clouds today
That swirl in the bitter sky?
Forgive me, please, I beg the sky,
And then I ask, I wonder why?
Why do you shriek and cry and hurl
Hailstone tears of a frozen girl?
Thunder peals like hell's bells,
Lightning crashes, sulfur smells.
How to appease the angry face
And once again to walk in grace?
Why are you angry? I'm taken aback.
Shall I grieve and dress in black?
Is there a grave by which to cry?
Have I a request before I die?
I cut and run, a quickened pace
May save me from a dire fate.
Surrender, knave! demands the Wind.
My hands go up, this is the end.
And still the Voice I know so well,
Depart from me, O Jezebel!!
I'm puzzled by the twirling pace.
I'm dazzled by the icy lace.
The stratosphere I come to know.
I pray to heaven I will go.
The Wicked Wind continues to whirl,
I sail through the air like a flying squirrel.
I fear I may be henceforth lame.
Be gone to the place from whence you came!
Off she goes in a great big huff.
At last the Wind has had enough.
Yonder in the wild blue sky
Is where I was the Great Wind die.
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