The Storm
A broken mother
And sad brother
Eternal cloudy days
A father with regrets
Apologies are unpaid debts
Rain washing away that chance
A stepfather must bear the brunt
Of a mother’ shattered heart
Pieces ripped out by the tornado
Cousins who never
Grow old together
Gusty winds ravaged that notion
Aunts and Uncles
No longer role models
Help shelter us from the debris
Grandparents mourn
Of legacy’s never born
Grandchildren taken in this downpour
Friends forever changed
Only memories remain
God damn this hurricane
Memories of climbing trees
All day and night riding bikes
Now a ghost rider wind at his back
Gone are plans
Dead are dreams
For the people in this storm
MMJ
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