Hurricane children

They were hurricane children Surviving their lives With mear souls and haunted By the memories Of their last hope blown away … The rain slashed all around them But sheltered in the eye They escaped the storm While watching all else get ripped out Alone they watch those they love drown And the iron roof get torn off Rubber burning Small hearts failing And skinny dogs barking The world is falling apart. But out of the ashes Step the hurricane children. Singing a song about choices Dazed eyes fixated on the lights Escaping from their world Of sick children and abuse. The hurricane children.