Earthquakes
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Thomas Courtney, Grade 9
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Poetry
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2014
Wreckage is everywhere, rubble is scattered across the street
Despair is leaking through cracks, spilling over footpaths
Whole areas are flooded and cracks seem endless
You can smell the fear and hear the faint screams of caring mothers and crying children.
You can sense the buildings creaking and whining in complaint
About to give way to the destructive force of yet another earthquake
Something that once thrived in population and happiness
Is now an abandoned ghost town, everything's eerily silent like the corpse of a dead body
You cannot escape from the terror and devastation it will always haunt you
Everywhere you look there are cracks; across paths, roads and buildings
Buildings have fallen across roads
Power lines cross across footpaths
An earthquake has struck.