a dozen days of destruction

a dozen days of destruction

A Poem by Eyudo

A dozen days
of destruction



A foretelling of the chaos
A warning and a sign
12 days must be paid off
With disaster in that time
And these days came
From with all mercy was reframed

On the first day of destruction
Winds picked up real slow
Causing massive tornado
That tore across the lands

On the second day of destruction
Storm clouds gathered high
They caused lightning strike and rain
Fallen trees and total pain

On the third day of destruction
Water flooded many places
Streams built up and rivers in races
Sweeping away in anything in the way

On the fourth day of destruction
The water drew far back
The tidal waves came with a crash
Obliterating anything that once could stand

On the fifth day of destruction
Hail pounded the earth
In size with heavy girth
Smashing into things

On the sixth day of destruction
Blizzards froze and snow covered
Barricading in those who suffer
And the cold ate away at all the green

On the seventh day of destruction
Volcanic eruptions blew
Melting things to ash it touched
And all we ever knew

On the eighth day of destruction
Blazing fires burned real hot
Eating away woodland spots
And creating heat and havoc too

On the ninth day of destruction
A shower of meteors struck
Turning hills into holes
With caters and awful luck

On the tenth day of destruction
Earthquakes shattered rocks
Large things just crumbled down
And cracks opened wide and broke the docks

On the eleventh day of destruction
Animals raged free
And rampaged in every city
And broke whatever was

On the final day of destruction
Demons roamed and tortured
Finishing what still lived
And laughing at the damage

Then on the thirteenth day
An eclipse covered the whole sun
Slowly covering the way
After the payment was done

Pitch black was the world
And no survivors could see
Then once the light came back
All was fixed
And the time to restart began

© 2009 Eyudo


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Eyudo
Eyudo

Painesville, the city of pain....., OH



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