Without Rhyme Or Reason
Land Of The Rising Sun
Mother Nature unforgiving as she wreaks her awesome power
With earthquake, storm and tempest, the order of the hour
The people lost and helpless; they are dying in the rain
The babies lost to mothers; unspeakable their pain
And what was once a village is now buried in debris
Ten thousand souls are missing, their spirits flying free
We sit and watch the images unfolding on a screen
The horror reminiscent of an Armageddon scene
The words are unforthcoming of reason and of blame
A violent act of nature; catastrophic is the flame
A time to pray for miracles, regeneration has begun
And time the only healer in the land of the rising sun.
Linda Stuart Harnett, © March 2011
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Land Of The Rising Sun
Land Of The Rising Sun
