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Sep 2012
Wind whirling,
Songs to be sung,
By the birds,
Hush is an instant!
The Hail pours,
From the Heavens,
As the rain floods
The once inhabitable streets below...
No one is safe!
Mothers hide their babies,
In a futile fight for there lives.
No one is safe!
Husbands try to rescue their families.
As they are crushed,
In the rubble that was once a home.
No one is safe!
C M Johnson
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C M Johnson  Mt.Airy,MD
(Mt.Airy,MD)   
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