Tornado

You reach down from a Darkened sky and rake your long, twisting, nail across the earth. Wiping away homes as the ones inside whimper and cry out to their Gods. You rumble through small towns and remove lives of those you choose. No thought for the broken lives you leave in the rubble Of your storm. Your Violent whirl of wind choosing who will die and who will be left alone to pick up the broken pieces of life. Sometimes quickly Lifting for seconds and leaving a few survivors to recall your wrath. You strike the cities where they believe they are safely Cocooned in their glass and Steel towers. You bring them to their knees; weeping as their towers fall. Leaving a city devastated by death and destruction. Winds spiraling, Lightening zig zagging, Your Funnel of Destruction wiping away Lives and then suddenly turning and Lifting your long nail Back into the dark sky. Leaving survivors to wonder. Why? Why did you leave me here with nothing? To weep alone as I try to go on and Be Thankful that this time I survived The wrath of the tornado!