Round and round in this tornado
Snatching up every part of me that couldn’t escape its path
We spin fast
Fall and then rise and then left and then right
Faster and faster till you get to the eye
It becomes calm there
Still watching the wind and objects spin around you
I’m just waiting for everything to stop spinning
Will I plummet to the ground quickly?
Will I fall so softly?
Will I die before I reach the ground ?
Will I jump back in ?
What will I do in this tornado?