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steele-daniel
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English Born in England’s capital London, to two God fearing, working class parents I fast learned that life was no bed of roses. This was a cliché that drove me initially to mischievous, an over active imagination not engaged can often find peace in the wrong past times. Naughty by nature but well disciplined by nurture, I grew to understand that all actions had a consequence. This was a time consuming learning curve that persisted throughout my compulsory education. For more Visit my Site: http://steeledaniel.com/
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The calm before Yolanda I Whisper prayers in preparation Thoughts of the harm before it’s caused Homes wrecked and Separation The effects of a storm Death, hurt and the suffering of a nation These things keep me up Seated. Rocking . Wrapped in my countries flag, the only thing that can keep me warm Evacuated Far from harm but I die when calls to my parents are not received I wait and listen. Here the breeze blows a gentle beast There the gusts roar as nature is unleashed Miles away but my blood runs silent I fear for the family I left Is it right that you are out of my reach? You stay in touch with my emotions They run for you Tears flow free as I receive news An estimated 1000 lives taken Devastation in village’s, towns and my city Making Global news I remain frozen as calls still don’t get through But media continues to come Up rooted trees, fathers without sons, Houses taken in the wind Ruins left by the floods I choke on every breath As I see faces of motionless mothers down in mud My eyes close powerless Still no news from my loved ones Tell me where my home is now Tell me where I go Tell me how to be more than a frightened girl aged fourteen Who fears to sleep alone and dream to wake to a nightmare: The passing of Yolanda in the Philippians. Days go by like years And a gentle breeze blows through the aftermath Our flag still stands we still have land A base to build our hope from Now life has a new meaning Move forward as one Salvage- What is lost, is never forgotten Aid - What was destroyed, will be rebuilt together Relief- News of rescues emerge A wreck overturned I have faith my family survived in God’s hands ~ Steele Daniel
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Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 5:18 AM UTC
steele-daniel
Yolanda 2013
The calm before Yolanda I Whisper prayers in preparation Thoughts of the harm before it’s caused Homes wrecked and Separation The effects of a storm Death, hurt and the suffering of a nation These things keep me up Seated. Rocking . Wrapped in my countries flag, the only thing that can keep me warm Evacuated Far from harm but I die when calls to my parents are not received I wait and listen. Here the breeze blows a gentle beast There the gusts roar as nature is unleashed Miles away but my blood runs silent I fear for the family I left Is it right that you are out of my reach? You stay in touch with my emotions They run for you Tears flow free as I receive news An estimated 1000 lives taken Devastation in village’s, towns and my city Making Global news I remain frozen as calls still don’t get through But media continues to come Up rooted trees, fathers without sons, Houses taken in the wind Ruins left by the floods I choke on every breath As I see faces of motionless mothers down in mud My eyes close powerless Still no news from my loved ones Tell me where my home is now Tell me where I go Tell me how to be more than a frightened girl aged fourteen Who fears to sleep alone and dream to wake to a nightmare: The passing of Yolanda in the Philippians. Days go by like years And a gentle breeze blows through the aftermath Our flag still stands we still have land A base to build our hope from Now life has a new meaning Move forward as one Salvage- What is lost, is never forgotten Aid - What was destroyed, will be rebuilt together Relief- News of rescues emerge A wreck overturned I have faith my family survived in God’s hands ~ Steele Daniel
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