My heart goes out to all those affected by this devastation.
We Can Never Know
by DM Yates
dedicated to those who suffered storm’s wrath
We can never know ahead
what is meant for us each day.
Our earth, alive and moving,
she’ll show her right her way.
We live on earth for reasons;
to learn, to love, and for fun.
We’re not always the strongest,
sometimes we’re the weaker one.
A warm day not long ago,
the sun’s strong rays shone bright.
In an instant the sky changed.
Life filled with uncanny fright.
From Missouri through the states,
a dire warning rang out true.
Find safety now, heed the call.
Several strong storms will pass thru.
In these lovely Southern states,
life ambles gently along.
Residents are used to storms
when bad weather sings its songs.
from southern Midwest on thru,
In our cherished southern states
stormy clouds caused rain to spew.
People just enjoying life
on walks or indoors did hear
the rushing of a freight train
that too suddenly came near.
Time was short to run and hide;
raging twisters took their toll.
Several felt earth’s piqued fury -
winds, rain, debris, lost control.
Life, loved by our God above,
so precious and surely dear,
gone in less than a second,
sweet souls taken from our sphere.
The storm wreaked devastation,
God’s Angels worked overtime.
Homes, property damaged,
people left without a dime.
Those who lived through the horror
will never these scenes forget.
Victims cut with pointed shard,
burst eardrums, blood, pain, and sweat.
What tragedy, what horror,
gory sights no one should see.
Death in hundreds, pain and tears,
the wailings of a banshee.
Sorrowed victims left to mourn
over life as once was known.
Earth now calm, the furies ceased,
land swept with grief, moans and groans.
Why should this be any-where,
is this some cruel punishment;
our spirit siblings’ sufferings
their souls in silent lament?
No, earth life is but a whirl
of the ever-changing wheel.
This was not a punishment.
Given time, all pains do heal.
Let us to our brethren bow,
and try to ease their hurt.
Give homage to the perished,
and our love and help assert.
This happened to so many -
desolation - prayers abound.
God’s Angels, sent for healing,
ask for love and help be found.
Join with our suffering siblings.
let us mend our earth again.
She planned not to kill or maim,
so let the healing begin.
Oh, God above, our Father,
help us all to heal once more.
Teach us to be one in spirit,
let Thy Love upon us pour.
From Heaven, words tried and true,
My peace and love give I to you.