Saturday, January 01, 2005


Dawn sets in, a fine morning
Sun’s waking up, waves lapping
“Perfect start to the perfect day”
Unaware of the danger that lay

Pink clouds turned black
A storm brew, the sun shrank
Frosty waves became Satan’s Waters
Swallowed all- people trees, cars, quarters

The sea’s merciless fury roared
Drowned in fear, souls soared
Agony surrounded the quiet beach
Life slipped out of reach

Homes sunk, families lost
Eyes searching bodies tossed
God’s rage spared nothing
Shattered and crushed everything

Broken hearts, moist eyes
Call out and question the skies…
i hope those poor souls find peace...