Stagnant Water

There is a silence before a storm shall hit,
Although it is beautiful prepare and sharpen your wit
For there is michivous intentions that are looming on fritz

The sun shone bright as the animals go to hide,
Intuition is key as those without are pushed aside
For those who seek company even poor keep emotions inside

The drizzle begins and it seems as though it will pass
Run to the doors because if you are not first then you are last
Quick! Hurry! It is your decision alone if you are slow or you are fast

As the drizzle worsens into a heavy rain
The storm begins as you fight it in vain
You shall go with it as the stagnant water drains