Ground Zero

Dark clouds rain and, through the mist, thunder claps,
As the sky darkens and hail starts to whip.
The citizens run in pain as it slaps,
And some are knocked out with pain to the lip.

Off in the distance a funnel is seen,
Where destruction at ground zero hits hard.
The wind pushes cars and makes them careen,
Like a ballet where automobiles starred.

Panic explodes as the tornado nears,
And the tornado rips through the doomed house.
The children's eyes filled to the brim with tears
As dad was torn away like a small mouse.

Darkness was gone, but destruction remained,
For all was lost and there was nothing gained.

(this isn't my favorite, but it was the first poem that i ever wrote, and helped to get me into poetry. it was an assignment for my 9th grade english class. we were supposd to write sonnets, which my teacher said were mainly about love. i figured i didn't know much about love, so i just wrote what i wanted in the form of a sonnet. she actually didn't like it and made me write another!)