The Tempest Poem by Elijah Carranto

Heavy rain falls from the dark
Clouds up above the gloomy sky.
Lightning bolts strike on the moist ground
As I pass the flooded streets.

I run drenched from the tempest
To save my very life.
The sound of the roaring thunder
Terrifies me, my feet tremble.

Everybody around me shrieks,
They run...they hide..
They're desperate for their lives.
As they shiver from frigid air,
They're fate is running in despair.

Whirling winds destroys everything
In its destructive path;
The tempest ravages everything;
Hoses built by dreams,
Dreams built within houses.

Dead bodies float around;
They drown...
Some are devoured by the raging current.
Some bodies are found;
Others are burried on the ground-
Some of them are burried alive
With their eyes open wide.