How will I cry?
This river has swallowed my tears
My whole happy heart it tears
Leaving my mouth to cry...oh why!
All the hard earnings are gone!
Shelter, food; comfort all ruined
A wicked start-afresh dude!
This sent river thinks it's fun?
Poor dwellers towing almost houses on their heads
Combing quickly every daily breads
Tomorrow will be sore and unsure
For today starts and unending war!
Those living safe from this war,
Won't understand...cos they never saw;
This river wickedly pregnant and lousy
Delivered boas, reptiles that claimed dwellers' houses
Wish not your enemy flood disaster
Be you such a curse master
Flood, a terrible relative to hell
The end of it is too heavy to tell
dis poem is so thoughtful, n creative, n sad also, its really sad d level of destruction dis flood has caused, we pray it ends soon. its really a nice poem, kip writin' frnd..
Flood can be really devastating. I pray for strengtth and the best for all affected
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem-I enjoyed reading it-thank you for sharing