The
rain keep falling
The
sky of misty white and cloudy
The
sunshine only smile once a while
As
the day makes into the night
The
rising tides flow
The
water rush to the land
In
no time the situation turns bad
The
low lying areas turning
The
villagers will pack and flee
On
the higher ground to escape
They
know it every year
Yet
they don't make the early flight
The
stranded people
The
army deploy to help
Every
year the familiar news
When
will these people learn?
The
flood singing
The
people affected flee
They
don't have to count
The
losses they have to bear
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