The wind is howling like the ravenous wolf

The cabinets, doors blowing off their hinges

The tornado alley kicking into high gear

You’d better run, better run

Outrun the ferocious monster

Swirling like an endless top

An electrified tumbler of shrapnel

A relentless bulldozer of impact and destruction

I run for cover down into the fortified bomb shelter

Hands above my head, sounds reverberating the cement walls

The door to sanctuary slapping shut with the force of a giant’s hand