STORM

The boiling clouds flood the cauldron of the universe,
And spill into a crystal sky.
Lightening flashes in the looming darkness.
Storm.

Ominous. Wicked. Threatening.

Rain; curtain hiding a vicious finger.
Wind; blowing a cacophony of destruction.
In the mist a twisting, snakelike shadow.
Storm.

Writhing. Moving. Deadly.

An aftermath of destruction, sorrow.
Lives rammed into reality.
Bodies smashed into ground.
Storm.

Remember. Fear. Anxiety.

People who will never be the same.
Memories that will live on forever.
Fearful, struggling, because of
Storm.

Copyright
J. Herbert Presley