Peaceful Waves


The peaceful waves, they softly crash,
Who knew that they were yet to lash?
Upon the village, upon the shore,
Upon the sleeping city no more.
The giant tsunami with its wave of bricks,
Extinguishing all their candlewicks.
The families, their forefathers, and friends ran about,
Screaming aloud but who would hear their shout?
No one, however, for they were all gone,
Awaiting the pearly gates at early dawn.
Sadness fills the air,
And for many, sadness they cannot bear.
Poisonous fluids, gasses and more,
Flood their lives, straight to the core.
Just one atomic spark could bring
A blow to their cities, villages, and everything.
Their homes, families and children live in fear,
For another quake that may be near.
Natural disasters happen again and again,
But the greatest help is from the volunteer men and women.
Hurricanes, tsunamis and much, much more,
Always affect those closest to the shore.
The peaceful waves, they softly crash,
Who knew that they were yet to lash?

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