Disasters

Rains and floods,
And storms that destroy,
The devastation,
Never brings any joy.
Droughts and death,
All so barren and dry,
The land is just dust,
It really makes you cry.
Fuel and fires,
Take all in their path,
Nothing at all left,
But the cruel aftermath.
All disasters,
Natural or deliberate,
Are the ways of life,
And you never know until it’s too late…

{©2009 Jan B.}

~Jaime~