Tornado Warnings
Tumultuous skies of molten lead,
Ominous air thick with dread.
Rotation begins its deadly dance,
Nauseous swirling spurring its advance.
Allied together hail, lightning, rain,
Drop from the sky with thunderous refrain.
Out of the clouds the funnel descends.
Whirling dervish hits the ground,
Alarms go off, sirens sound.
Raging monster churns and spits,
Negating everything in its grip.
Indecent destruction follows its wake,
Nightmarish scenes so hard to take.
Grim-faced survivors survey damage done,
Strongly insisting that the storm has not won.
For Nathan D's Best of the Best contest
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