Air raid

Deafening sirens,

Run for shelter,

Tingle down my spine,

Whine of bombers overhead,

Drone growing steadily,

A horrifying crash

Was that it?

Second tremor nearby,

Vicious stab in the pit of my stomach,

Silence...

Raised my head fearfully,

And smelt the metallic stench of death,

Dim flickering of the jumping candle flame,

Only movement in the room.

Yet...

I knew it was not over.