O Fault

O Fault! Horrendously I believed, a man solitary, Was real alive stood, aftermath Tsunami. On top of a roof, standing overwhelming, Looking towards wreckage and towns’ declining. Devastation of property, food water shortage, Ancestral heritage, swept away by chase. Culturally rich even, 100 years liven, No escape what to do, in front of threat. Earthquake shook foundation, with nine Rector Scales, Tsunami you remained disheartened in mid of wails. You forgot to wait albeit; they’re previously swept, Probably tremor sent message, to frozen Japan the best. World remained sterilized, forgetting heavenly shape, Life swallowed grief, at the mid of deface. Such irrational calamities, occurred upon lives, Stop genocide heading, towards human’s face. Without noticing, why did you demolish race? Love us then only, we stir to generate lives, Otherwise we’ve to chain sack, for next sister planet. We’re poor creature, you’re great genuine, Bureaucracy impinged, havoc terminating shrine. O fault! Mind your business, if you want life to begin.