Natural disasterpiece
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Joshua Whitchurch, Grade 9
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Poetry
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2005
Thousands of faces turn towards the sun.
Incoming beacon of light.
Plagues of people begin to run.
Losing a one-sided fight.
The cosmic strain on our Mother Earth.
Guides her Towards the flame.
Beggining to realise why we are here.
But not the reason we came.
Forces of galactical proportions.
Wage their mighty war.
The seas begin to boil.
As the battle takes it's toll.
The Earth, The Sun, The Moon,The Stars.
Tribes in their own right.
A push, a pull, a hit, a shove
All factors in our World's plight.