Aftermath
Nightmare in the morning,
Children’s voices crying,
Adult voices calling…
,
Thick dusty fog,
Glimpses swept away
By the waves of smog…
,
The earth has shaken,
Nothing is the same,
Buildings have fallen…
,
Footsteps running
This way and that,
Terror and scurrying…
,
Angels of mercy
Arrive at the scene;
Rescue work begins…
.
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©DGA
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08/09/2010 at 6:33 am
And Mother Earth shrugs …
Morning adee.
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08/09/2010 at 7:01 am
Just so… Morning Cindy! 😀
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08/09/2010 at 8:48 am
So sad and painful. Lovely poem Adee x
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08/09/2010 at 9:23 am
Thanks Amanda. I’m afraid I couldn’t get it to go the way I wanted it to. Nevermind, one day I’ll give it another try… xxx
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08/09/2010 at 11:44 am
have never had to live through an earth quake…several floods and hurricanes…i think it would be rather terrifying…thanks goodness for those that do relief work…and come to help
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08/09/2010 at 12:14 pm
Very frightening… All rescue workers in whatever disasters, are really angels to put others’ lives above their own!
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08/09/2010 at 12:34 pm
Nature’s awful response to our follies… 😦
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08/09/2010 at 12:48 pm
I believe so too, Deosatyakam! Man’s thoughtless greed is responsible for more than we realise… 😦
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10/09/2010 at 10:51 pm
this may be harder to write if you have never been through one
i’m so grateful i’ve never been in a disaster like that
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11/09/2010 at 4:39 am
Me too Sidey. It must be really a nightmare! That’s why I wrote it from an onlooker’s point of view…
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