Tornado

Beauty of a summer's day,

Of which the sunlight strays away,

The dark clouds tend to come around,

And with the rain there comes a sound.

At first you may hear silence,

But it never makes  a difference,

Fore once nature has gone still,

The tornado has come to kill.

Hold on tight and don't let go,

You are surely in for a show,

Nobody knows when it will be done,

But once you come up some will be gone.

Once again the light shines through,

But now what is there for you to do?

Many are injured, and some have died,

How you can help is what to decide.