My legs froze with terror
Earthquake split the air,
everything in house felt the tremor,
even my pulsating heartbeat race
in hot despair.
With nervous fleeing shower,
to find a penitent rock.
But unable to move fast enough,
the numbing pain lost my balance.
I stood aghast in awkward silence
with wounded knees.
Enter Pilgrims faith increase,
to reduce the terrorize weaken heart.
Precious memories ripped apart
the finer choice life had made,
Prosperity stood afar,
from the enormous sound
Earthquake splitting the ground.
Into two foreign islands,
Strangers became friends.
And hope escapes high
towards the burning stars,
galloping across the sky
like flying horsemen.
A path vow with pestilence
Disease clouds human existence,
Force earth further to its knees,
between trees; the Apocalypse is here
the smear bringing natural fear
appearing legal.
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I would like to translate this poem
natural disasters can't be controlled though we have learned to control certain diseases. Good metaphors, beautiful scenes and thank you..