The Silence
Darken clouds swarm, twisting,
Intertwining giants mass,
Funneling truants blend.
A moving death storm descends,
Without warming it begins.
An eerie silence lingers,
Eluding detection.
Swiftly, comes the wind of a
Thousand screams,
Gripes ripping apart mother earth.
Faster, faster like a speeding train,
No place to hide nowhere to run.
Rubles ruins, torn flesh,
Mangled metal.
Broken shards scattered across,
Baron plains.
Carnage, wreckage sisters to fate,
Utterly torn apart by mutual rage,
Destroys all.
Humanities sorrow reflects,
Troubled skies.
Desperation's tears shiver through,
Heaven's grate.
The path of destruction can never,
Be undone.
But as fast as it came it disappears.
Yet its mark litters every inch of,
Blacken ground.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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