Flood Of Flame
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Our hearts are heavy,
Our souls are weary,
Our eyes are blurry.
They died! !
They woe- -fully died!
We cried! !
We uncontrol- -lably cried!
Some mother- some new bride;
Also children - what does this imply?
Precious lives taken for a ride
By this FLAME OF FLOOD.
They tried! !
Hope against hope,
They tried!
To find a place to stride.
But No! - - No! - -
No place to hide;
Fire - - Fire- -
Fire on every side.
Some went to seek shelter
Under which to bide;
Some - to buy oil
But the which they were fried
Homes are lost;
Families are displaced.
Hopes are lost,
What can replace?
This Tragic Holocaust
has many lives erased.
Friends -
Kindred -
All are gone.
Some aged -
some youth -
some unborn.
Great people -
Future leaders -
For this we mourn.
We shall them in our hearts adorn.
Ghana cries for a new dawn.
Hearts are heavy
Souls are weary
Eyes are blurry
If you do not see
tears on the cheek
This know...:
Much crying - the eyes are weak.
But we shall rise!
Our children shall rise! !
And their children shall rise! ! !
And all shall be right.
GHANA mourns
but GHANA HOPES.
Friday, July 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: tragedy
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
On the eve of the 3rd of June 2015, Ghana my homeland was met with a tragedy; double tragedy which took the lives of over 200 souls including children. It rained heavily that night and in one of our central market areas, the whole place flooded and the flood was mixed up with petrol from a leaked tank in a fuel station. By then some people had gone to take shelter at the fuel station. Other passenger vehicles too have packed there because they couldn't move. The flood caught fire because it it was mixed with the petrol. Almost the whole place caught fire because there was water travelling with petrol everywhere. Many got burned and several others drowned.
A sight you wouldn't like to watch twice.
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