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[aid] => mick
[title] => TSUNAMI UNLEASHED
[time] => 2005-01-19 20:21:30
[hometext] => This was a hard poem to write. I tried to write what we all witnessed on the news and all of the video clippings we saw. My heart breaks for anyone & everyone affected by the tsunami. So this is for you from me.
[bodytext] =>  Paradise so gentle ~ So easy and free, Paradise interrupted ~ As the world would see, An earthquake beneath the ocean floor, Sent gigantic waves colliding with coastal shores, Unknown to all who lived and played, Destruction was coming ~ And all betrayed, The waters were a livelihood to many a man, They worked and played ~ Trusting their plan, Then it came ~ Out of no where it seemed, Waves of terror ~ Nightmares undreamed, Water was rolling and rushing to meet, All in it’s path would soon know defeat, As on lookers watched ~ Struck by it’s awe, They stood in its path and caught in the yaw, Some did run trusting their eyes, For most it was to late and many would die, Violent waves unleashed on the land, Took hostage of all ~ Claiming all on the sand, ~~~ As the waves crashed on to the beach, They rushed on past into the streets, Swept up into the violent waves, Thousands found themselves enslaved, Caught in the grips of this watery beast, Fighting for freedom as their fear increased, Some clung to their husbands and wives, Mothers held babies and fathers heard cries, Babies were ripped from their parents arms, Virtually all found bodily harm, The waters receded almost with a suck, Relieved and fascinated ~ Till the waters re-struck, Onlookers again in the way of this creature, Couldn’t believe the fierceness of nature, These waves rolled on past the beaches and streets, Into the villages devouring all that it meets, Rolling over and demolishing buildings and homes, Leaving nations destroyed and millions to roam, ~~~ Orphaned children ~ Parents too, Death and destruction ~ In panoramic view, Thousands upon thousands in eleven nations die, Leave millions wondering and asking God, “Why?” Bodies are lying where the waters did carry, Lost in the muck and thus they do tarry, Waiting to be found and then to be named, Their families are searching trying to reclaim, Needing to take their dead loved ones home, Alive they may be ~ But their souls are alone, Some stand at the ocean’s edge, Waiting for the waves to return their dead, Other sift thru the dead that wait, The horrors they see as the bodies stagnate, The odor worsens as each day does pass, Searching and burying ~ A monumental task, Disease is the next fear to ensue, With no clinics open and hospitals few. ~~~ ~ No homes to seek ~ No food to eat, ~ No place to bathe or to sit, ~ Life here is now unfit, ~ No gauze or medicine to treat the wounds, ~ No, healing here will not come soon, ~ No where for the weak or the brave, ~ Yet, they stand each brand new day. ~~~ The world heard their collective cries, They viewed the scenes where thousands died, Understanding this unfathomable loss, Likens itself to the theory of chaos, So understanding will be left undone, Being content with each new sun, Only aid will help these zones, To remove the rubble and the stones, Many nations rise up to give, Wanting to help the survivors live, They send food, water, and clothes, Tent Cities to shelter the ones exposed, Water treatment equipment to ease their plight, Technical personnel to lend insight, Doctors and nurses from many places, Come to help these endearing sad faces, As millions of citizens send money their way, Via the Red Cross, Unicef and a charities buffet, Children are giving their piggy banks, Showing adults that help is better than tanks, Children helping children across many nations, Reaching out to ~ The Tsunami Generation, And adults too feel with their hearts, As churches and communities do their parts, Collecting clothes, shoes and toys too, Helping the victims is what most want to do, Even Hollywood got in the act, Singing for free ~ Hoping that the world would react. “Tsunami Aid: A Concert of Hope,” What started with a wave ~ Has ended with “Arms Across The Globe.” JerriFaye Thomason Note: As of today 162,000 people have died in 11 nations. Aanywhere from 2.5 to 5 million people have been displaced. Indonesia, Malaysia, Thailand, Myanmar, Bangladesh, India, Sri Lanka, Maldives, Somalia, Kenya & Tanzania [comments] => 4 [counter] => 245 [topic] => 4 [informant] => tifrob [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => news )
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