by Happygolucky4uTreasure Coast, Florida, USA
Apr 2010 688 Views 7 comments
After The Storm
In the quiet of the land. Rose a storm of mass destruction.
No bombs or help by man kind. Just natures hand.
No one knew how big it was to be.
Or how much hurt and pain they would see.
No one had a chance to run.
Before the storm come and went.
And land looked so undone.
We'll start over some will say.
Then others will choose not to stay.
Some will cry for things they loss.
And somes pain will be to high a cost.
In the quiet of the new after time.
Lives will begin anew.
What else can one do?
No bombs or help by man kind. Just natures hand.
No one knew how big it was to be.
Or how much hurt and pain they would see.
No one had a chance to run.
Before the storm come and went.
And land looked so undone.
We'll start over some will say.
Then others will choose not to stay.
Some will cry for things they loss.
And somes pain will be to high a cost.
In the quiet of the new after time.
Lives will begin anew.
What else can one do?
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Posted: Apr 2010
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Comments (7)
rob
Yes, it's not nice to fool with Mother Nature. Life, perhaps not human, will begin anew...Remember the dinosaurs (now defined as "something unable to change")! Thank you for sharing.
What else can one do?"