Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

A Devil Called Hurricane - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

So many faces
this turbulent devil
possesses,
seemingly,
without logic,
or justice
or fair-play...
it strikes.

And maims,
even kills
with abandon
and deadly skill
and its own
logistics.

Tsunami
shook the world
and the masses
flew into
action,
giving,
grieving,
praying,
and hoping
for mercy.

Shall we now
sit back
and await
the veritable
storm
of protest
and
righteous indignation
while the millions,
now recovered
and basking
in new-found,
gladly-given
comfort,
while they
come rushing
with their own
turbulence of
altruism
and love of
fellow man
meting out justice,
fair play
and money.

Surely,
there will be
no doubt
and not a single
excuse?


Comments about A Devil Called Hurricane by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (3/7/2007 7:56:00 AM)


    A sad day when that happened. They still have not recovered from it.

    KK
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  • (9/1/2005 8:27:00 AM)


    So sad....I remember not too long ago (now it was not on this scale by no means) ' 89 here in Alabama tornadoes rip through the southern half of the city leveling it. It was a sad situation no warning. Mother nature cannot be stopped but we have to survive. (Report) Reply

  • (9/1/2005 6:37:00 AM)


    hmm we will see.
    well written, I enjoy your pennings.
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  • (9/1/2005 5:31:00 AM)


    I can't believe how devastating this is. To just lose everything.............how do you start your entire life over? So horrible. Very nicely written Herbert. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 31, 2005



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