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new home pop
When the tides come
and
wash our homes
when winds blow
and
we don't know
what gale will us swallow
where will we go
and
will we know
where the tides are high
and
when low
so we all make do
till the water threatens too
we move to a smaller cottage
up the hill and hope
the Lord will spare us
with smaller mercies
as tides cede
Style / type:
Free verse
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Comments
Vivovon
Sat, 2016-09-17 17:25
the winner
Man-made or God-made, disaster is a disaster. Nevertheless, it seems God is the winner, in most scenario.
xxxxx
lovedly
Sun, 2016-09-18 13:46
and who may he be and where reponsible for every thing
natural yes
and man made most
we all now know
thanks
and
let's in our wisdom and knowledge
further grow