THE APOCALYPSE

crystal fall of showers and the concussions of storms the sun faded behind a stir of mist echoing tunnels tidal waves a wind blew cold the sky darkened into midnight in a flash no sound and no motion a tornado, a hurricane, a volcanic eruption muffled cries animals escaped from their caves and the jungle burned it was the color of flaming bronze the children were crushed in the great thick windows a boom of thunder a new hurricane it was raining hard two hours one hour silence nothing