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No Refuge

The sun shall rise again
Under the trees the shadows
Shall give us refuge from the burning sun
When the storm comes and tree is no more
We shall hide by the shadow of the mountain
Should a volcano blow the mountain top;
We shall run to the river
Which holds other breathing things
If the current strong be
We will be drowned
Then it will be clear that we have no refuge
In this space called our country.

by Tony Adah

Comments (1)

The inescapability of doom expressed in stark images. May this fate never befall you or yours. Beautiful write