The sun was set behind the darkness of clouds,
The tired farmers were napped on bad of leaves,
Thundering and lightening, encircled all horizon,
All valleys were covered by darkness of clouds,
The black devil clouds loaded with white bullets,
They started to fire on crops of wheat and tomatoes,
Tender plants broken into pieces, the grain of wheat
laid on the land, all crops are destroyed and hopes,
Farmers run and saw all around black hound clouds,
From the sky hailing white hails on crops all around,
They were very sad their hopes were weathered,
They cried! Where are Gods?
Where are prayers ?