Uncertain Calm

There's a great storm
The land shakes and trembles
Man quakes and scamper around,
There's no way to go..
Trees have their red toes
Taken away from the earth
Boughs fractured
And showing white broken bones
Every grass is bent
The storm's path is strewn
With ruin.
Dull calm returns
We will return to that place
Where home was
Everyone in despair.

by Tony Adah

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