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They say after every rain We can see the rainbows But I haven't seen one.. After many heavy rains.
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Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 9:44 AM UTC
RAINBOWS
I live in Kerala, South India Where it's usually unbearably humid and hot. But it’s been rather different lately, Cool gusts of wind have been brought, Along with some rains that have turned into floods Poisoning even fresh water with mud And so the people, just like the fish our local fishermen catch, In a net they have been caught, Leaving friends and family distraught, Coz trapped by water, a symbol of life, People have suffered death And been left to rot In the houses where water breathes in human space; Imprinting in our minds a memory we would like to erase. Everywhere I look I see prayers, with help sought, But people are just having their hopes shot. The only grace is that atleast those who have their heads above water Are having their prayers slowly answered. I thank God for the army, Who for the safety of our lives have fought Pushing through broken homes with everything they’ve got. I thank God for the navy, Who have sent men in fleets Just to save our countrymen off the flooded streets. I thank God for doing everything to keep us safe and alive, All so that we would not have to make that final dive. Quite literally. Right now, we may mourn this disaster that has led to our demise, But I promise you, our beautiful state will rise, And when I say this, I assure you, I speak no lies.
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Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 8:22 AM UTC
A Cry For Help From Kerala