Acts of God

I. Tornado

I said the people come inside.

They would be safe

in the building.

So many of those people die.

You can see my guilt.

I could see hands

to a lady moving.

I knew the lady.

You can see my guilt.

Sometimes I want to run, to get

away from it. I ask forgiveness

night and day, I ask it from

the cemetery. I can never

dream this storm away.

It was over for maybe minutes

then it was never over.