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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I can hear the voices calling out beneath as they plunge further into the deep, a large body of water swirling around them like quicksand falling out of the heaven and desperate voices of sorrows, crying out for help, but they sink deeper into the water shed until they reach the valley of the dead. I stood at the mouth of the Precipice pacing around with my hands on my hip looking round at dead bodies washing away in the ocean, my heart reaches out to them but I could not do anything to save them. Cars and vans buried in mud saw a sudden flood of water gushing down the stream washing away the Arabs dream. Everything that they own was washed away in seconds from the throne, house and land, man and van was swept out in the deep. And those in the precipice below had nowhere to go, they clung to each other screaming and crying from the valley but there was no one to help and they need someone to tell the story of how they breathe the last breath, as the stung of death resonate from the deep. I held on to my courage and hum a silent song as the last ruminants of death trod along, with the final words from the dying soul harmonize with the breeze. "I have seen the light give me something to nyam", and silence sinks slowly into the ground filtering death all around. My heart could not bear it my body could not contain it, the stench of death muddied the water everywhere, opening up the fountain for disease in the land and on the shore. The water split the road into two and creates a block between the west and you, there was no way to cross over to the other side, you have to create a bridge on which to abide. The water had broken out of the dam swallowing the city houses and land, the cities were cut off from each other sending gushes of water up to the ninth floor, taking precious lives with them and leaving mud all over the floor. But the screaming valleys stood still and the smell of death lingers on its shore.
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