Tidal Wave

Tidal Wave A rumble, a shift; deep in the abyss. You would never even notice, a minor thing to miss. The forces of the shock, move silently along. On shore, the villagers; knew nothing to be wrong. Closer and closer, the rippling of the waves. A voice of Mother Earth; the laws of Newton’s slaves. On the shelf it gathers, increasing in its might. To build a Titan’s hand, and smash a deadly plight. Up and up the water, a wall is rising high. Blotting out the sun and the deeply azuring sky. So terrible the Chaos, bursting forth the dam. Annihilating the meek; the silencing of the lamb. In moments it had ended, Quiet was the shore. The village and its people, Terra made no-more. The few that did survive; For loved ones, tears did flow. Picked up their few possessions and sought a place to go. No matter where you are, this land you are upon, life it does not stop, the living shall go on. Mother Nature gives us love, I believe it is her goal. But sometimes she is harsh, extracting a heavy toll.