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Compose a short poem dedicated for survivors of disasters in the country​

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Natural Disasters, nature's wrath.

You can't escape their destructive path.

It could be a tornado touching down.

With it's winds twirling around.

Lifting everything that's in it's way.

Praying we live, to see the next day.

Maybe a strong earthquake with it's loud roar.

The aftermath looks like were in a war.

Buildings tumble and fall to the ground.

Piles of concrete start to mound.

Then the tsunami that's sure to come.

arrives with a loud, loud hum.

Water takes everything in it's path.

As nature shows it's true wrath.

Then the storm gets so strong, now a hurricane has been born

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With winds topping 150 miles an hour,

mother nature shows it's power.

All the rain has now caused floods.

With the streets becoming walls of mud.

Then there is the avalanche, a giant wall of snow.

Anything in it's path becomes it's foe.

Last but not least is the volcano that blows.

A giant river of lava, down the mountain it glows.

Now is the time for us all to prepare.

Mother nature is not one to dare

not sure about my answer

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Compose a short poem dedicated for survivors of disasters in the country​.

Out of the darkness that has engulfed me,

From pole to pole, it's as dark as a pit.

I give thanks to whatever gods there are.

For me and for the sake of my unconquerable soul.

In the midst of a tumultuous situation

Me and you haven't screamed or winced.

As a result of the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloodied, yet it is not bowed.

After a few days, safely

I see an uncounted number of things.

The promised acclaim makes me weep.

Their crooked bards foresaw it.

Of the Earth-Building Wars,

Princes were enslaved and imprisoned.

Outshining stars of actions,

There isn't a single word or voice left.

For me, even so, the most distant moments are received.

And to restore new praise,

At eve, only the sound of flutes may be heard.

On the beach, nothing except seaweed.

Short poem dedicated to rizal

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