I Am A Natural Disaster Poem by Daya Nandan

A natural disaster is what they call me,
Because of the chaos and carnage I leave for them to see,
Like a tsunami or an earthquake I destroy without a care,
Leaving almost nothing left of the things that were there,

Those who messed with me know my wrath all too well,
For most have gone in to the flaming pits of hell,
Worse than tornadoes and the seismic waves of earthquakes,
For everything that stands in my way definitely breaks,

Volcanic eruptions, cyclones, blizzards and electric storms,
Are a fraction of what wrath my anger truly forms,
So do not mess with me for I tend to let anger be my master,
For finding problems with me will naturally lead to disaster!