The Tsunami

THE TSUNAMI- poem by Emmanuel Godstime Aisin, Nigeria
It all started like a joke;
we were seated, waiting for our 
turn to receive from HIM
those who thought they knew 
better stood on our way,
but we were not dismayed,
we looked up to the hills from 
whence cometh my help.

Things of nature,
who can know or understand them?
we used to enjoy the peace in our 
environment, and others used to come to
our front and backyards to enjoy
the cool breeze from the sea,
and we were happy until the wind
came.

We thought it was the usual wind,
but this one was different,
this was not the friendly wind 
we used to know,
this one was the Tsunami,
it wiped towns and villages,
and claimed lives and properties.
running into millions.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 11/15/2024 12:13:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Ahyia Amankwah

Date: 11/15/2019 5:15:00 AM

Emma, congratulation for your featured poem. 'this was not the friendly of wind we used to know' throws my mind into the feel of uncertainty in life as we move along with the very things we used to know. They could turn differently to torment us. Marvelous and simple.

Mahtab Bangalee

Date: 11/14/2019 10:41:00 PM

let the wind come but not as the tsunami, let it come as breeze for the alone love for poems

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 11/7/2019 8:58:00 AM

Emmanuel, this is a telling write. " we were happy until the wind came."