The
day moves slowly
Every
eye watching the road
The
passing motorists and cyclists
Going
to their destinations
The
floods had receded
The
marks of Nature's anger
It
painted on the walls and roads
The
day moves slowly
The
passing motorists and cyclists
They
watch and move on
The
destructions on the side roads
The
debris all piling high
The
faces of the victims
The
hope they will bring
Picking
up the pieces
With
tears and pain
They
teach us
Hope
is always around
When
everything is going down
Life
will push us high again
The
day moves slowly
The
faces of the victims
The
hope they will bring
Picking
up the pieces with tears and pain
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