The Voice After the Yolanda Surge
The Voice(After the Yolanda Surge)
I never thought they would still
Be able to see light
After the squabbles, the surge, the darkness...
I heard of the waves that swerved like a car
Crashed and pounded the dwellings
Of poor desperate souls...
I heard their voices , their cries, their wailing
On that night of November...though I was not there...
I felt the pain, penetrating my bones,
Smashing my heart, tearing my being into pieces
Like shattered glasses...
Now, thank God,the world extends its hands
The globe listens and prays with them, with us,
There were those who have died in agony but
I'm sure they live among us still...
The survivors still wail, but give out a sigh of relief
Our brothers in the south and in the north have come for us...
And bring us hope that
Tomorrow...all will be well...and for that
We are grateful.
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