Disaster Struck

by Luba   Jul 23, 2006


Looking down at the city below
With the wind , I feel my hair flow
Disaster struck as my eyes grew
In my mind , the last eagle flew
I can smell fire , my heart beating fast
Future ending , remembering the past
People below running for life
I stand not wanting to strife
I can feel the warmth arrowing near
Yet i dont feel a glimpse of fear
I let my hands out and jump worry free
It feels as though the eagles are flying with me
People running for the door
Watching me jump from the top floor
My nation will remember that I stood strong
Pretending as though nothing was wrong
My body falls down as my soul goes up
My soul watching from above ..
Below I guard my nation with love

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