For the Victims

For the Victims

A Poem by A.C.

This is for the Moore tornado victims. I live in Oklahoma, and the storm just barely grazed us, but they... For them. This is for them.

It was a normal day,

Just like all the rest.

Smiled at my teacher,

Then frowned at my test.

Walked my dog before school,

Ate a bowl of Lucky Charms.

Did my homework on the bus,

Then tuned out at morning assembly.

Right on question twenty nine

(How long is a day on Mars?)

A siren sounded in my ears.

I looked at my friend Dakota

As we left the room.

He mouthed,


And I shrugged.

We sat in the hall


Is this just a drill?

When we heard a groaning sound

And screamed with the rest.

When it was over

We left the hall

To find our school demolished.

I looked at where my home was

On the top of the hill.

There was nothing left.

It wasn't a normal day.

Not like all the rest.

© 2013 A.C.

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Added on May 31, 2013
Last Updated on May 31, 2013
Tags: Moore, Oklahoma, Tornado, Victims



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