The wind, comes in the night to bring mass death, the sound sirens silenced in a flash of destuction, sleepy, dreaming in my bed, safe in my home, realizing life is not writen in a tomb, the raging storm, black like the deep,blasting through town killing people in there sleep,I run out side not even dressed the sound now is smoke detecters and people in destress,looking around i see nothing familiar, I must act, must try, theres a 11 yr old on my lawn about to die, get her in the car,but were not leaveing,theres no road,how to stop the bleeding, what someone there? yes someone in there underwear, all around now people lost and dead, wandering in the street, NO the 11 yr olds dieing, bleeding gasping i just start crying, " Stay with me please hold on"but i realize this act is done, Sun , lite, destuction all around, words cant express the suffering that abounds, life changeing , altering the mind, joplin is gone tonight, I hope you like my ryme.( Real experience of my brother here in joplin) .