And Yet No Name

Just a storm with deadly as a handle.
Remember when you light a candle
this Christmas, those many in pain,
those burying loved ones in the rain.
Hurricanes fires, shootings, all
tragedies named, except we call
thirty tornados, a Deadly Storm
which in Arkansas did spawn and form
to deliver death and destruction
obliterating all human construction
in its path, testing our conscious caring
capacity, generosity and heart sharing
capacity, for a storm deadly aimed
at rural small-town-America, damned
to suffer the climate-changed nameless
price of sins for which all seem blameless.