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Wandering down the highway Which has been abandoned for decades A bridge by the water, bruised and beaten down For Mother Nature has shown her wrath, but it stands tall still Rigid and rough, the road claws at my shoes Cracks and small openings line the sides Is it still safe to cross? Hopefully Once I had crossed, something caught my eye Resting on the beach front was a small cabin Equipped with a dock and fair sized fishing boat I was relieved at this sight, as I had been searching for life for weeks Many have died in wake of the recent attacks, but some still stand Parts of our country remained unscathed, but not many I dashed to the door to see if anyone was there And yes, an answer! "Hello!" I said, "I survived too!" The man opened the door cautiously He stopped for a breath, then said, "You're a very lucky man, but I have news for you." I pondered what it could possibly be? He then said,"The nation is in tatters. We lost the war." I froze with fear, I knew what was coming The enemy was approaching, and there was nothing we could do All we did from there is wait, waiting for what fate had for us.
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Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 4:00 PM UTC
The Aftermath
Wandering down the highway Which has been abandoned for decades A bridge by the water, bruised and beaten down For Mother Nature has shown her wrath, but it stands tall still Rigid and rough, the road claws at my shoes Cracks and small openings line the sides Is it still safe to cross? Hopefully Once I had crossed, something caught my eye Resting on the beach front was a small cabin Equipped with a dock and fair sized fishing boat I was relieved at this sight, as I had been searching for life for weeks Many have died in wake of the recent attacks, but some still stand Parts of our country remained unscathed, but not many I dashed to the door to see if anyone was there And yes, an answer! "Hello!" I said, "I survived too!" The man opened the door cautiously He stopped for a breath, then said, "You're a very lucky man, but I have news for you." I pondered what it could possibly be? He then said,"The nation is in tatters. We lost the war." I froze with fear, I knew what was coming The enemy was approaching, and there was nothing we could do All we did from there is wait, waiting for what fate had for us.
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Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 4:00 PM UTC
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