the night of thunder

The sleepy heads

On the raining night

The thundering roof tiles

The beating of the rainy droplets

In the dark dim night

The hill slope takes its hit

The rain water rushing down

The mud and debris crying

The rushing hour of night traffic

On the hill slope it is green on the way

The cry of thunder on the ground

Some residents wake up to see

The mud and debris crawling in

The current flow of water from the hill

They run out to watch the nature's fury

The hill slope developments painting it

In the morning sun

The rays of hope

The city mayor issues stop work order

This is the malady always happening

The bulldozers arrive to clear the mud

The roads closed for all traffic

The residents now become quite annoyed

But the hill slope will be developed