Catastrophe made her hungry
Until she ate herself sick
And drank to swallow heaves
The tornado is over
In its path
Human suffering, felled trees
Leveled buildings
G-d’s wrath
Claims the innocent
Leaves the destitute
Brings love home
A woman quotes newscasters
Cross-streets, casualties
Disregarded warnings
Your time is coming
You better have your house in order
Family in line
Taller to shorter
It’s coming. It’s Coming. IT’S COMING!