Counties flashed red
Black clouds appeared over purple hills
Run
Run to the truck
Run up the hill to grandfather’s cellar
Thunder rumbled the hills
Lightning forked downward
Rain patterned the dirt
The day had gone dark
A dark funnel coiled from the black clouds
Dust and debris hovered toward the jagged edges of the storm
Throwing dirt and trees
A terrible beauty
It slowly faded away
Gone as surely as it had come
Watching the clouds roll on through
The air still and silent
A town destroyed
People dead
My life, unscathed
Sep 13, 2022
Sep 13, 2022 at 2:18 PM UTC
Counties flashed red
Black clouds appeared over purple hills
Run
Run to the truck
Run up the hill to grandfather’s cellar
Thunder rumbled the hills
Lightning forked downward
Rain patterned the dirt
The day had gone dark
A dark funnel coiled from the black clouds
Dust and debris hovered toward the jagged edges of the storm
Throwing dirt and trees
A terrible beauty
It slowly faded away
Gone as surely as it had come
Watching the clouds roll on through
The air still and silent
A town destroyed
People dead
My life, unscathed
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