Your land was known as a paradise
And also for its seasonal wind
Older people had warned you, they heard that once a century
Winds will gather from everywhere

As if they wanted to eradicate life
Winds descended like locusts from the skies
Never such an event occured in autumn

Dark clouds came from the west and the north
People prepared for another storm
When the sky became overcast all at once
People prepared for another storm

You were hoping the storm would stop quickly
A few trees had fallen
All of the buildings around your town were destroyed by massive trees
A hail of debris broke windows and roofs

Winds never stopped increasing
Tornados wreaked havoc on the town
Hail storms annihilated everything still upright

Two days later, when weather calmed
Everything was razed everybody was dead