Tsunami - Poem by Alex Benk
Bloated bodies debris
Weeping Asian eyes
Vast, obscene sweep; caught in the mess of it.
Panic and hurt of it in the putrifying water
Seeping into the ground
Thousands souls gutter, are erased.
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