I rather tell you a joke
Or give you a little poke
But disaster strikes anywhere
Here or there, far or near or elsewhere
I have cried my own fair share of tears
As disaster unfortunately strikes anywhere
Hanging uncomfortably in the air fresh
Is the uninterrupted decomposing of flesh
And no one knows tomorrow
Nor the impact of such horror
That has befell the people of China
Not excluding the people of Burma
Deliberately raining a song of sorrows
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
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