The plants grow up while the rain pours down.

Koalas climb, lizards dive.

The screeching sound of the birds around fills our ears with dread.

The colourful fish have been put to bed.

The croaking frogs leap into the trees, yet the floods have only just started, with ease.

All the baby birds have started to wonder what it would be like over there – down under.

The clouds start gushing, the trees start rushing, up to the stars in the sky above.

How does it feel for the fish – the eels, or even the sea plants, which have started to peel.

How will the people turn out to feel,

If all of their crops are drowning – the food, our meals.

Can we read the signs in the sky above –

When those humungous floods are about to come.

Devastating of all, they ruin the land,

All the bad weather is under their command.

Even the dark menacing storm clouds have no choice,

Even the rainforest has no voice.