Rupture
Early morning rumbling sound
As shouting people run around
Remembering the former bout
Trembling world near wiped us out
Hoping soon the nightmare ends
Quivering, quaking terrain bends
Underneath the fallen land
Aftershocks almost as grand
Kneeling down we hope and pray
Earthquake's terror goes away
Copyright © Randy Steele | Year Posted 2011
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