Thunder came a rolling in
the wind was picking up when
the common clock in Killington
said 3 X 3.
Fire sirens sent a howl
to every single dog in town
The candles lit all around
a town on its knees.
Angel of Death
spread her wings
she flew over all of them
in spirals into next morning.
The tower tolled 1 am
the Alder house began again
to shift and swing and sway and break
under the strain
Hazel poked her head outside
though her Daddy said to hide
She was only 9 and died
the storm takes one.
By morning light the air was grey
many folks had lost their way
highways in disarray
A Town on its knees.
Angel of Death
spread her wings
she flew over all of them
in spirals into next morning.
a town down on its knees
Holes where all the house were
all the trees were bent over
save the weeping willow there
by the creek.
The creek had turned from a dream
into a nightmare surfacing
Now everyone recovering
A Town on its knees.
All the rooves were all the floors
no more windows only doors
Hear the yelling find the source
Hide and seek
Angels of Life
stretched their arms
Extract the wounded
count the bodies and then keep moving on
A town down on its knees
