Oklahoma Dust Storm

It was a wicked storm that time The red dirt turned into dust It covered everything it saw Our world looked just like rust It looked like a volcano Blew its top and spouted red But it wasn’t a volcano It was a dust storm instead Our earth looked like another Why Steve was just a child He looked around astonished The weather was so very wild Everything was unrecognizable Layered with this tarnished red Just didn’t seem possible It was something we truly dread But you know, you do whatever You have to with the conditions Brush things off and go on With nature you’re in submission!