The Wave Poem by John Cagaanan

The waters slowly recede
From shore, from sand
From coast and land
As The chill wind's blow
Grasps the calm of night
And every fading light's glow
Reflects the rising tide

This hurling wall of death
Unstoppable, with all its rage
Spared no bated breath
It strikes unforeseen, into a sleepy town
And gushes into barricaded homes
As both opulent and poor fall down
Tearing every hope and gentle tone

The heavens yield and cry
As anguished screams erupted
From both earth and sky
It sweeps away every memory
Those stolen lives had held dear
For none could flee but only fear
The embrace of this surging sea

As dawn begin rise
It met the bitter, poignant eyes
While they bury their love and life
They strive to deny truth's strife
The wave had washed their dreams afar
For the debris and loss declaim
That nature's wrath had left its scar