Beyond Chaotic
The rain poured in torrents like tanks
from the dense hanging clouds onto the homes,
and streets- the river in time overflowed its banks.
Soon the streets were impassible - all was lost
but still people fought against the rising water,
as houses disappeared bit by bit, hope was tossed.
Dreams drowned in sheets of endless rain
and the people stood back from their attempts,
realizing it was the end and left- their souls in pain.
Seeking sanctuary they sought safety leaving
in crowded boats rain ravaged,
only waves flow now and all that is left- is weeping.
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May 6, 2017
Free Verse/Beyond Chaotic
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Brian Strand
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Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2017
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