Take Cover
Sirens scream
when winds blow
under a cover of black clouds.
A storm breaks the grasp
of a sultry day,
and you must take cover.
Drop everything,
and grab your children
and radio and flashlight,
no time to take stock of your life,
not now.
Move orderly
downstairs
seek cover
wait
out forces
unseen
as they
twist along
the plains
somewhere,
and cower
in shadows
of your
life.
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