A Woe-Filled Tale Of A Flood-Ravaged Vale Poem by Dr John Celes

The water that's so dear to life
Has turned to be our strife;
It takes away lives very dear,
And puts us all in fear.

The floods have played havoc on earth,
Destroying everything;
With loved ones lost, we curse our birth,
God's mercy seems a dearth.

The vibrant verdure vale is now
A lake or inland sea;
The houses by the river-banks
Have vanished all fully.

Many are trapped on house roof-tops,
Wet without food or drink;
Have mercy God on us earthlings,
Save us or we will sink.

The rain has brought us sufferings,
No words can well describe;
Give us respite and stop the rains,
Do hear our pleas from heart.

Disaster ruined years of toil;
Allow the sun to shine;
Dry up the water, show the soil;
Give lives back that were fine.

The logistics of aid is great;
The water proved its might;
Have mercy on the human race;
Both look same, day and night!

If not for you, who can fetter
The Nature's furious trends?
Open your heart of kindness, love,
And heal our bruised lives.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-09-2014