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Mar 2011
We sit in the wake of destruction,
Of the greatest tidal wave this world has known,
For nothing is left, this realm is ruined,
A torrent of love has swept through the land,
And the foundations of every home are lifted,
A tsunami of mercy has left mother earth
Shaking with pain, tearing the veil, rolling the stone,

We are refugees of a dead way of life,
A hurricane of righteousness blows us away,
We are left on our knees dumbfounded,
The remains of our lives left crumbling in our hands,
It is devastation incarnate, for nothing is spared,
No dark corner of the world shelters sin,
To the depths of Hades victory rings,
And we are forced to leave this way behind,
In the face of His glorious aftermath.
Rory Hatchel
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