1Ballad FormRichard Xiao
Storm Water
It is tonight, I will be gone.
No one will bother me,
Till I wake in the light of dawn.
Out there, what do I see?
The water pouring from the sky.
Thunder collides and crash,
Enormous clouds will scream and cry,
Lightning will come and flash.
Seven creeks will form one river.
Clear water rips a tree.
I watch the rain and I shiver.
What will happen to me?
Any moment, the mud will slide,
High banks will overflow.
How easily some drivers glide.
Flooding, where will it go?