Hungry wave

“It was a beautiful day,
with all our wishes coming true.
It was a beautiful day,
with smiles coming to us once again.
It was a beautiful day,
with everything being perfect again.
And on that beautiful day;
Our eyes, glued to our fists holding the eternal happiness,
made us blind to see the dark wave coming at us;
Our ears, busy listening to the laughs around us,
made us deaf to hear the angry cries of the waves;
And the warmth we were feeling from hugging each other,
made us numb to sense the coldness of the wave;
And by the time we noticed the hungry wave,
it was already devouring us.”
- Writer of God (God’s Chess)

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