A Moaning For Japan
We are but as great as the air we breath
Our past actions do not restrain us and
Our present acts do not define us.
It is our hopes and dreams that most shape
Us and when death strikes an unwarned
Blow it is not just our lives we lose but
Those we could have safed also.
Oh how sad a souless body like an empty
Chair the tsunami and earthquake have
Left the japan broken and scared the
World of the joy that once was.
No man is an island or woman without
Fault, was there ever a sorrow so true as
Millions become shameless bystanders
To a scene so obscene and shameful.
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