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Sleepy eyes awake to crashing sounds on window panes
                 Creeping animals scramble around bristling forests nesting for a spot
          while thousands of mad ants crusade in barren fields storing food in tiny plots
                  Along the busy high way meandering trees parted wide asphalted roads
           and thick wavering clouds peak above shrouded path waiting for it to start.
                     Countless loaded trucks speed down bending roads honking horns
                                         forewarning oblivious travelers not to take a chance 
                     In the center of town busy shoppers paraded the crowded plaza
                Ignoring beckoning dark clouds pressing upon them from pregnant skies.
                                      Laughing children swing high on Ferris wheels
                                     grown men tossed up down expanded roller coasters 
                                             screaming out of control 
                                             amused with laughter.
                                 Unforeseen the gigantic Ferris wheel halted
                               And a terrifying sound emerged from beneath
                                Stealing the happy children’s delightful laughter
                                             thick black clouds overshadows
                        the sounds get louder and confusion drenches the streets
                                        dust and debris flutter in the atmosphere
                                    A thunderous sound spits venomous vengeance  
                                                  whipping and lashing 
                                                  whistling and barking
                                                and maneuvers the busy town
                                                 it dances from city to city
                                                 Wrenching up a destined path
                                        disseminating people all over the streets
                                            But the terrified children grip tightly
                                          Kept calm and ride out the raging storm


                                                ©2013 Christine Phillips
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