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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