An Unexpected End

A narrative poem of a natural disaster.

I never thought the day would come,
The alarm rang at five in the morning.
Before the coffee was brewed and drunk,
We left our home.

The wind was wild, and debris floated around.
No one could see anything but the rushing winds,
It was all around.

Pulled to the left and the right,
I grasped my father’s hand,
In one quick gust, he flew.
He was sucked into the beastly swirl of death.
The wind covered my screams.
With all my might I pushed forward,
The shelter doors are in view.
Hoping to reach safety with my brother,
What happened to everyone else?
No one knew.

A tree flew by so close to my head,
A mere inch closer and I would be dead.
The doorknob glistened as we grew close,
I wanted to live, but I wanted to save my brother the most.
With one last push of determination,
I lunged while pulling his hand.
The door was jammed.

I could not move it with my hand.
This desperate situation was not going to resolve.
We held each other’s hands as the last gust came.
I will never forget the horror and terror,
Of watching my beloved brother float away.
That day death came and all of us succumbed.
No final girl or sole survivor,
All that knew this story are dead and gone.