A poem dedicated to tsunami assistance and education and the future of harmony, peace not war

A poem dedicated to tsunami assistance and education and the future of harmony, peace not war Real Power.One Tsunami, und alle unsere Armeen, Seem belittled by their wars, That the animals have fled the tribal members and read Finally, with the roar of crushing, Wholesale slaughter, purely by water, It makes us seem insignificant, Concepts of power, change the time, Since the original elements. Nature throws dice in a moment, In a grotesque game of dice, Its end result is a real shock and amazement, And the wholesale rewriting maps. Political reputation as seen by a nation, In his welcoming hole of choice Promises, Braille, while the actual email, Is about the peoples voice. And this is after all in the way Way is the pain and waste, Why does it take after the disaster, For all of us in the Guide. No discrimination, just abject fear, No religion or class escapes unharmed, N. wealth or show, deceive the wake, Everything under the waves. In mode times, our greatest of crimes This is what he had lost feelings and lost touch It takes a disaster for you with me, For all of us. In view of the apocalypse of our aircraft and ships, It seems reasonable, if not at war, But how our memories of the disaster slips Will we go back to stay litigation. Maybe we should try to obtain from all E harmonize more as of that date, Who knows when the next world is angry, Who knows the maze of fate.Malcolm James Pugh - Ex-systems programmer / engineer.