After the Hurricane

I lay broken in the sand, wind swirled around me Waves lashed against the shore, I heard the storm’s roar My friends washed ashore in the early morn After the hurricane, everything was gone. I lost my ship, I lost my friends I lost everything worth living for I was all alone near the coral reef I had to live with my grief. Yet I couldn’t sink into my thoughts For soon a tiger charged at me Strength and anger coursed through my veins And I kicked higher than Bruce Lee I dragged its carcass to the beach My mind miraculously clear by now I made a hut, I grabbed a fruit Now for my old life, I did not root. Years later, the hurricane struck But this time, I wasn’t afraid I walked out with a smile on my face To see my dear old friends again.