Disasters
By Mitchell Bishop
The earthquake crawls through the town
The fires tear everything down
The angry rivers chase all with their water
The children run for their mothers and fathers
The sirens scream, the sirens wail
The people hide, but to no prevail
The hail falls down leaving baseball-sized bruises
Nobody wins, but everyone loses
The people panic, the electricity stopped
The volcanoes fill up, and then blow their tops
The trees fall, the leaves stop humming
Nobody can stop the disasters from coming
Copyright 2013
Fear Naught Tales 
I LOVE this poem:-)