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Jan 2023
First time in New York City’s history
Meteorologist find the Tornado a mystery
The Tornado touched down in the heart of Midtown
Travelling straight down Seventh Avenue
It happened during the evening rush hour
Precise at the hour
Citizens were frenzied with fright
New York City never saw a Tornado up close in plain sight
This was definitely no ordinary day
The sky darkened
Panic on the eyes of New York City
Skyscrapers that graced the skies
They were rocking back and forth being an emphasize
The winds were fierce with fury
Everything was blowing everywhere
Not your average day compared
Everyone was thinking was this the end of New York City?
Would God have pity?
Wrath of God’s power
Repent while you got time
The Heavenly Hour Glass moving like a stop watch
Observe and be obedient
Pray just pray
Suddenly the Tornado disappeared
Warning behind caution
New York City was sparred
Would another Tornado return?
Would New York City be ready?
Wait and continue to pray out
This is something to think about.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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