Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Shook the Humanity POEM
Morning sunrise, warm felt by my skin,
Droplets of dew slowly drops upon my face,
The warm yet tender wind caresses my soul.
Living to see the morning is such a gift.
Morning sunrise turns to darkness like night,
Droplets of dew become pours of rain water,
The warm and tender winds became savage,
Never had I imagined the horror of this morning.
From the window came screams and shouts.
From the roof I heard ravaging noise,
As the ground shakes as if hell will break loose
My inner faith trembled with fear, horrifying fear.
I opened my eyes which are blurred and dusty,
I am shocked as if darkness swallowed me whole.
Question of “am I dead?” runs through my head,
Answers of scary uncertainty shadowed my mind.
Light slashed through the darkness abyss.
I was relieved of my sadness, confusion and pain.
As I looked over my homeland on heroes shoulders,
The deaths of many through unforgiving landslide,
Shook the very foundations of my humanity!
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