(My prayers for those affected by the Atlanta tornado.)
Even downtown buildings not
safe from the ravages of
the Beast roaring across the
roof - glass everywhere, nerves
shattered, sparkling on streets lit
by generator power
and the alternating red
and blue of emergency
vehicles demanding to
be let through - my own terror
remembered each time it storms.
This is what scares me the most:
having no. Safe. Place. To. Hide!
Underground shelters should be
mandatory down South: what
is the cost of one life worth??
(c) 2008, Karla Dorman
Saturday, March 15, 2008
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