Dear Son,
Please look around u, what u see?
I see the broken tree that will never appear,
I see the flooded field, what makes me fear,
I feel the victim faces, which are filled with
tears.
What do u feel my dear
I feel afraid my mama
I feel so hurt and I never forget these faces
What can u do for them
We can make them tears goes by
We can plants again to give shade
We can rebuilt to make safe
I don’t think it can destroy us
I don’t think it can blow away our believe
I’m sure we’ll recover later
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Good work! And sharing mine with you: Please give the land back to nature! To the angry mountain and the fuzzy river. Please give the forest back to the future! From deep wounds, it takes time to recover.