Tornadoes

The swirling grey cyclones ate the town,
It was as destructive as a tsunami!
Nobody could do anything but howl.
They prayed and they hoped that their house wasn’t destroyed, But unfortunately, they weren’t overjoyed!
In the days that came, the town was desolate,
But nobody knew that there was a development.
Some construction workers had came to help,
Nobody even heard instruction yelps. When the day had come; the town was rebuilt.
All the citizens felt a slash of guilt. For not realising the workers will, For rebuilding this town on a hill.