The Storm Poem by Jacob Courtney

The storm grows stronger and stronger
as it approaches the land. Such a storm
has never been heard of. With each
clash of thunder it brings in the fearful
to the gates of what they think will
be saftey. The lighting strikes to the
ground starting fire with every spot
it touches. The wind grows stronger with
each passing minute causing building
to fall that are weaked. People run
and scream as this storm grows with
each passing hour. Waters from the
seas comes crashing in with such
ferocity that it takes many away
when it pulls back away. Hundreds run
yet they can not escape the coming
storm. This storm unlike others claiming
all it touches taking everything from
everyone. Escape is only an illusion
that the storm lets you believe for
just when you think it is over the
true storm has just begun.