Beryl seems on a mission
And she’s on a rampage,
Picking out Caribbean territories
For alarming damage.
Starting at Barbados
And moving on through,
Delivering a most brutal assault
On the isle of Carriacou.
These loving people
In a most hospital land
Set aside for massive destruction:
Seemingly Beryl’s plan.
Scarcely a house left
With a full roof intact,
Beryl, like a rampaging army,
In mode of attack.
Money and investments
Gone down the drain,
Economies of these countries
Under greater strain.
Barbados’ fishing industry
And Carriacou’s building stock
Are two glaringly stark examples
Of Beryl’s destructive knock.
A knock on the door
As in the Barbados case
But a pommeling and hammering
Of Carriacou’s place.
Affecting the island chain
In different ways
Beryl makes her destructive path
Holding sway.
Millions of dollars
Billions not unthinkable-
Damage to be done in a single week!
It’s unimaginable!
Now you see what I mean
By Beryl’s on a mission!
Undeterred by any force or agent
In her path of destruction.
Now headed for Jamaica
As though carrying a list
Of all the Caribbean territories
She’s assigned not to miss.
And after Jamaica
It’s the isles of Cayman,
Beryl has taken on personality
With a designated plan.
I suppose this is a thought
For the conspiracy theorists
Who believe somebody is behind
All these considerable risks.
A malevolent agency
Bent on the mass destruction
Of earth’s perceived undesirables:
The aim of their mission!
We hear of climate change
And of global warming
And many in the Church believe
It’s an end-time warning.
I wouldn’t dare pretend
To know a lot about this
For the older I am becoming
The more I miss.
But what I do know
Is what I am actually seeing,
That is, the absolute havoc
Beryl is wreaking.
Bent on her mission
Regarding her path of destruction
Beryl is under no pretension
Of her evil intention.
Like a few before her
She has a personality
That is poisonous and destructive,
Changing reality.
Before Beryl strikes
All is relatively well
But after Beryl’s visitation
It is like total hell.
And so, I will end this
Somewhat like how I began,
I am under no delusion
Regarding Beryl’s plan.
Her bent is destruction
Of any in her track
And from all we have seen so far
This is a fact.
I pray for God’s mercy
On those yet to be hit
For Jamaica and Cayman Islands
And all in Beryl’s remit.
May you find consolation
Amidst all you endure
And may Christ be stablished in you
More and more.
Stewart Russell © July 3, 2024
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