Victim

She was a victim lost in the stormy rain She was one more soul lost to the hurricane Stuck knee-deep in the mud of destruction Flanked by filth flowing into oblivion. Sinking slowly into the rising pool She remembered mom and her school, How she used to play in the glowing sun In a world of love and much fun! Suddenly she was alone -- drowning Debris flying, all to cinder dying. She started to sing a song for teacher, For mom, dad and her little sister A nursery rhyme she sang to herself every night When the breeze was calm and lights burned bright. Then she prayed on her mantis of mud For herself and others dying in the flood; She continued to pray while she sank Till her world went totally blank.