Divine Wind

But the people of the east had a weapon
One given by the gods
Who would deter all invaders
And send them to the depths of the sea

So the Khan’s Armada near their destination
All eager to fight and kill
But dark clouds and rough seas gather
Slowly at first, like a rolling drum

And then the winds pick up
The men on the ships grow nervous
As the seas build in ferocity
And the skies call with daemonic howls

Suddenly the men are scared
For nothing like this have they heard
Most make the sign against evil
Wishing to be back on land

Whilst not far off an old man chants
Praying to keep the invaders at bay
Calling on the Kamikaze to come
To defend his land and his people

The winds roar now, howling even louder
Screaming at the sea below
The rage building into something more
A power beyond mortal knowing

The men on the ships panic
Not knowing what to do
All hands battle for their lives
Whilst some fight against forces they cannot defeat

And then the Kamikaze reaches full force
Tossing the little ships like twigs
Bashing them into the waves
All hands lost to the depths

But a handful of survivors float on
After the storm has calmed
Gripping onto wreckage for dear life
Thankful they had been spared

They will reach land
And go home to tell their tale
Of how Gods destroyed their Armada
How the lands they tried to invade are protected