Tohoku -- When Worlds Have Altered

On an early spring day, washed brilliant with clover In the land of the sun, and sweet cherry blossom A tremble, a rumble, that rattled the earth Cracking open the spring day, like the devil's own plaything Plates of dispute, on the edge of destruction Beneath the sea’s surface…anger's wrath lies in waiting… It came with no warning, …a mighty surge of horror A tower of strength, to this tiny island flower The harsh call of nature, came boldly from the shore Relentless, the shaking, battering to the core And altered the earth with a shattering shrill Spilling despair, in a pillage of flurry Killing the helpless, yet… leaving the courage O’ land, of gentle people, wearing dignity’s expression Those from afar, watched on with compassion We gasped, then we cried, yet are awed with impressions How hands helping hands, and courage ensued Kind hearts, claimed the bruised, and calmed the confused You banded together…helping each another, Balance of elders, will hold you forever.. Grace under fire…. with honor we brand you You raise up the spirit with hands of the valiant Respect you have earned and honor you wear The sun keeps on rising…..and will shine ever more