Disaster Poem by Tony Adah

When all is lost
And you sit amongst the ruins
In a pools of tears
Weeping that all is gone
Remember that where disaster hits
Ploughshares turn over the soil
For you to plant seeds;
They may long wait to sprout
But surely will.
In their dormant stage
When their shells lay scarifying
You may want want to die
See, it's not easy to lay siege
In a war
Tarry, my brother, we do not know
When the enemy comes
But certain he will;
We must lie in wait always
And watch our faith determine
Our fate for hope is the meal
Every orphan must munch.