Destructive Disasters
Bushfires ruling,
Floods, gruelling,
Tsunamis fall to destroy,
As the quakes kill joy.
Virus spreading,
Across all headings,
Can't just make it drop,
How does it all stop?
At the end of a row,
There's always a rainbow,
Like after the arc,
We can escape the dark.
Copyright © Writing Muse | Year Posted 2023
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