Debris left and right-
families gripped to each other so tight.
As if the world was coming to an end.
Thunderous cumulonimbus stretch as far as the eye can see-
piercing the ear as the funnel slowly evolves.
The sky is charcoal with a tint of green, you can practically see the freight train coming.
Pressed against the cold hard floor-
in the depths of demise.
Praying for another day.
In an instant tranquility appears and stifles the-
rhythmic howling.
Transforming into melodious-
barking dogs, crying babies, and tears.
Life .
The will to survive.
The nightmare cast upon us all.
Reality sets back in.
Debris left and right-
families gripped to each other so tight.
As if the world was coming to an end.