With out warning

by sherri arthur   May 2, 2011


Disaster strikes without warning
a constants pain flows like the wind
on an endless morning
wake us up
from in endless nightmare
wake us up
from this dream
disaster strikes
on this endless morning
disaster strikes without warning

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  • 13 years ago

    by mira

    I really like this one its so beautiful

  • 13 years ago

    by sherri arthur

    I started to think about Japan so I won't this poem
    I hope its good