Disaster

Run away - if you can, disasters are stalking you.

Disaster

How did the white rolling avalanche start?
It began at the top of the mountain
Won’t take long to cover my trembling heart
I’ll be covered under a huge white ton

Lo, and behold a volcano rumbles
A stream of red hot lava oozes down
If to me the lava and rock reaches
I’ll be in pain and forced to scream and frown

It can’t be another tsunami now
I will get washed up and drowned to stay
I must escape this certain doom, but how
Is there a chance that I can surf away

The dangers seem to appear everywhere
There is no way that we can fully prepare