Natural disasters are as natural as our existence. We can't prevent them but thanks to science and technology, we could prevent ourselves from being affected. That is the reason for which I am appealing to governments all over the world to prepare before hand so that before the storms come around again, the beautiful people of which ever region won't be there to face the wrath of mother earth's nature. The thought of these disasters inspired me in writing this little poem:"THE STORM"
She came so calmly, and the wind was blowing
Children playing and farmers sowing
So melodiously in the valleys, the rivers flowing
Birds chirping, Cattle mowing, Twas a sign. She was Coming
She gave me a smile
As wide as the Nile
I had no time to dial
I was encompassed like in a file
I was held under custody
Who could release? Nobody
Was left to give but a testimony
No way out! It had to be a tragedy
The wind blew stronger
Seeds flew farther
The rivers flowed faster
And I grew no stronger
Despite the abnormally, she was a norm
Winding all in her path with her abnormal form
I could only rest when she landed me in my natural dorm
As I wrote my testimony, I named her "THE STORM"
« return.