The Darkness At Noon

Morning came with glow of sun And birds sang their usual songs In the skies clouds would run Each trying to catch the other one A few hours later the day grew dark As the clouds had changed their disposition A funnel cloud in the distance marked, the coming of certain destruction With the sound of a freight train The deadly tornado struck Bringing sorrow death and pain As it destroyed cars and trucks It came with a vengeful wrath Wreaking havoc on everything in its path Where buildings once stood, debris was strewn Darkness had come, at noon