I want to be a butterfly in a hurricane
The winds will surround my fragile body
Every raindrop will be as a bullet, ripping through my silken flesh
The hurricane and I will become one and I will feel its power course through me
We shall rip the Earth into a new shape befitting our anger and love
Every uprooted tree, every split open house will be our songs to the world
Our songs will echo through the ages and I will show them all, that a butterfly can make a change
If only with the help of a hurricane