Friday, March 11, 2011

Tsunami, The Catastrophe

Little children wading and playing
to  the beat of the waters rhythm
Not knowing what lay ahead
All at once,-  a tidal wave
swept them off their tiny feet
hurled them ten metres high.
Snatching them off caring arms,
ruthlessly, tucked them into the seabed.

Little dreams and sandcastles- washed away

In a blind fury,
the sea caused a great catastrophe.
leaving behind utter disarray

And forever the  delightful squeal  is silenced
The only sound that will  haunt  us  now
is the wail of the  grieving  
and the distant seagull's cry.

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