There is a storm coming and I have no idea how to prepare for it 
The sun goes up and down 
The sky isn't always blue 
But it will be
It sunny
It rainy
Neither of those always happens
There are others
When in doubt
Take advice from the Earth.

'What a nice poem' thought Noah

All the building are burning near them piles of dead bodies lies, with the soldiers and civilians walking by. Eyes up and down, neither of them look around there is nothing to see for it was all a common sight. Don't worry, there is no need to. The sky is still blue.