An Angry Sky
Roaring in like a speeding train,
it left no time for me to flee.
And my house disintegrated
into pieces all around me.
Catapulted from my spinning bed,
I got tossed around like debris.
And in that whirlwind of darkness,
it was impossible to see.
The air got sucked out of my lungs,
and I passed out, thinking I'd die.
But I found myself on my back,
staring up at an angry sky.
'Twas a miracle I survived
that storm; it gave me quite a fright.
And suddenly, I realized
a tornado touched down last night.
I got trapped under some rubble,
my legs pinned by a fallen tree.
But I could hear people digging,
And I thanked God; someone found me!
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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