In two thousand and eleven
On February two and three
A cyclone crossed the Queensland coast
Her name; it was “Yasi”
“The biggest storm we’ve ever seen, ”
The Weather Bureau said.
“We wouldn’t be at all surprised
If she left behind some dead.”
She came in on the Wednesday
And she blew hard all the night
The little town of Mission Beach
Took the brunt of all her spite
The rain was horizontal
Streaked with silver light
Mother Nature in all her power
Was an awesome bloody sight.
The trees they groaned and shuddered
And fell crashing to the earth
They’d not held up against the winds
For all their mighty girth
The aftermath was awful
Homes smashed, possessions lost
Tears fell when people looked around
And started adding up the cost
The roads were blocked with fallen trees
The power lines were down
But there’s something very special
About our Queensland town
Three babes were born that dreadful night
When the cyclone came to play
But ne’er a life did Yasi claim
Before she went away.
Copyright
Robbie Chivers 2011
Robbie Chivers
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