Clouds darkened
One’s heart beckoned
The tornado swirled with its winds
Trees, animals, humans and structures all caught in
God’s voice in one blow
Yet it seemed the tornado was moving slow
The tornado and human lives
It’s a wonder if any one would survive
The winds continued to press their ways
It’s Heaven’s mount in what God says
Destruction, redemption and submission
The tornado supplying the condition
Movement with control
The witnessed eyes in behold
I am the remembrance in don’t forget
Sincerity with no regrets
The force with the power
At any given moment could be the final hour.