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There is a thought to create something new,
There is a wish to achieve grand heights;
To alleviate the pain of separation,
Find antidotes for great plights.
You surprise the creator,
You challenge your fate;
You fight for those dreams,
You keep failures away.
One day the sun shines brighter,
And you are covered in gold;
Its beauty and serenity,
Makes your successes soar.
You fly higher and higher,
The acme of victory;
You are in the news headlines,
They write you- The Cover Story.
Your confidence is so high,
That your fear is zilch;
Victory seems permanent, to you
Damage control looks squeamish.
And then the tides rise high,
The ocean dance in anger;
It makes its presence felt,
But you ignore the danger.
So nature sends tsunami,
To remind you who is the king;
To respect the power it holds,
Recall the disaster it can bring.
It happened once before,
The year was 2004
It’s come back to strike again,
The damage of 2011 is more!
Don’t you fight the nature,
Don’t you squish precious lives;
Work with nature, God’s consent
Control your greed and vice.
Think why they made those predictions,
To check your destructive sprint?
You can make it better
Only control the hara-kiri instinct.
Copyright © Surei B. | Year Posted 2011
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