Surviving the tornado is rarely heard,
As the metropolis was surely stirred.
It could be called a raging killer,
Such a thing but a pillar.

It lifts up spouses,
It lifts up houses,
Many people have no where left to run,
From a death worse than any gun.

Hopefully, no-one experienced this before,
Even though its far more likely than war.
Yet, there’s not much left to be said,
Thus many people have just fled.

Now all that's left for you to do,
Is to run on your cue.