Monday, May 20, 2013

Mad Coyote Joe's Blah Blah Blog: A Twister in Tuscaloosa

Mad Coyote Joe's Blah Blah Blog: A Twister in Tuscaloosa: I wrote this poem after the devastation in Tuscaloosa.  This year's twister season is going to be a bad one.  Please keep these peop...

A Twister in Tuscaloosa


I wrote this poem after the devastation in Tuscaloosa.  This year's twister season is going to be a bad one.  Please keep these people in your thoughts.

A Twister in Tuscaloosa
A poem by Daigneault

The devil had a party
Tuscaloosa rides rotting, gnashing teeth

A few short minutes
All held dear, shredded trash

Timbers and TVs, babies and board games
A living city took to flight

A few short minutes
The monster howled, lives and memories were lost

Everything, that is every thing lost
Hopes and worries and tomorrows plans

A few short minutes
This quintessential crime

And standing in the wreckage
a stranger with a camera

This ultimate pornography
Served with America’s morning coffee

A shattered woman, more than alone
Knee deep in shredded sorrows

“I don’t know how to do this”
She said, with her voice shaking

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