Erupt
A beach covered in thick, grey ash
Strewn about, the bodies of
Islanders and tourists
Their clothes ripped and matted
Drenched in blood; their skin
Charred Cajun-style,
Crispy and black
And the vast mountain beyond
Exploding a million fireworks,
Salivating bright orange magma,
Rumbling, as the mount
And it's surroundings implode
Leaving nothing to exist