Did you say I can ask
and you’ll give me whatever I want?
So my friend, then I’d say:
Give me a rainbow.
give me a magic tornado,
that would sweep from the earth what is ugly
and everything that we’re afraid of.
Let it wash away the sadness,
wash away the pain,
so that after the rain
we can smile
and forget all our hardships.
This poem does not imply that the damages caused by tornados are valuable and good, instead it refers to the idea of a cleansing storm that would only wipe from our midst negative things and leave all the good people and good things unharmed. It is figurative and most certainly not literal. Thank you.
C.2021, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 19 FEB 2021, València, Spain 🇪🇸