We aren’t under the
tornado warning,
at least not officially,
but I can hear the sirens
from a long way off.

Like any whistle blown
in advance of a train.

The protests sound
out loud and clear:

Pay Attention.

Put down what
you were doing.

Look,
Black lives matter.

Now, what
you do with
your one life matters.

Where will you stand,
in the old weather
circling back around?