Frightened at Midnight

Frightened at midnight little children cry

Listening to the rain and thunder pound

When large branches crack free from limbs and fly

And leaves breaking off branches spin around

When trees too are uprooted suddenly

Helplessly they are pitched by brutal wind

The roots exposed to their mortality

On graves of ruptured earth, laid and unpinned

Where small creatures are running for cover

On sodden earth, their fur soaked in the rain

For hide-a-ways, small harbors for shelter

That fit as many as they can contain,

The current at an angle in the air

Its power controlled by a forceful will.

What more destruction will it bring to bear

When through the storm thunder is rolling still?