The winds of change blew through
Life was transformed in an instant
Without warning or provocation
It howled and snarled like a banshee
Battering down anything in its way
Leaving destruction in its wake
Beneath masks of clay lay
Betrayal-lies-unspoken truths
Exposed for all to see
No safe haven could be found
Is now a tattered and torn collection
Debris which will never again be used
© 2010 1 july/cb
