That one moment

When it hit, it hit hard.
The destruction, devastating.
It all came crashing down in a fleeting moment.
A moment of impulse; a moment of madness.
It could’ve been refurbished. It could’ve been recompensed.
Alas! One word,
One moment, and perhaps the storm would’ve passed.
But maybe the whole idea of causing it was to get lost,
test the waters,
and distinguish real from make-believe.