A Storm Is Brewing
A storm is brewing as the wind hastens,
the darkening troposphere trembles
with the tornado's teeming tempest afar.
Cumulonimbus clouds meet, gathering to
brood, to share their destructive morose
mood, just as he did that fearful, fateful night
as his friends gathered about taunting him.
This would be no ordinary storm, but a deadly
terrorizing storm exceeding all previous storms.
As the tornado strikes, Hades is awakened
to rise up with Cerberus at his side to
meet the onslaught of obliteration and
blood spilled and spattered with a frenzied
unrelenting wind force exceeding 100 mph.
The house destroyed, his family winging
their way toward heaven's golden gates,
there would be no rendering of redemption.
As the tornado became weak and dissipated,
spent from spinning and swirling its wrath,
its path of decimation and destruction lay
bare with the departed and hard hearted who
cast his lot and became besot to spend his
final unremorseful days of hate with Hades.
April 18, 2016
*Hades was lord of the underworld and ruler of the dead
in Greek mythology.
*Cerberus was the three-headed guard dog belonging to Hades.
To read more about Hades:
http://www.greekmythology.com/Olympians/Hades/hades.html
Note* This poem parallels the wrath and destruction
of a tornado with a man who goes berserk and, during
a frenzied rampage, kills his entire family.
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