Earthquake has hit us.

The trees are falling

the grass is brown

everyone is sad

only big frowns.

Babies are dying

Mothers are crying

the earthquake has hit us,

we pray to keep from falling.

There is no food on the table,

no TV'S, no cable.

No breakfast,lunch, or supper,

we're starving, its a hunger.

But in the end of it all,

we still have each other,

Our sisters, our brothers,

our fathers, our mothers.

Reviews

[Mickey]

thanx.

[Daniel Gardner]

Great poem, to help build each other .