Victim
She was a victim lost in the stormy rain
She was one more soul lost to the hurricane
Stuck knee-deep in the mud of destruction
Flanked by filth flowing into oblivion.
Sinking slowly into the rising pool
She remembered mom and her school,
How she used to play in the glowing sun
In a world of love and much fun!
Suddenly she was alone -- drowning
Debris flying, all to cinder dying.
She started to sing a song for teacher,
For mom, dad and her little sister
A nursery rhyme she sang to herself every night
When the breeze was calm and lights burned bright.
Then she prayed on her mantis of mud
For herself and others dying in the flood;
She continued to pray while she sank
Till her world went totally blank.
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