Tragedy on December 4

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    Tragedy on December 4

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    When suddenly a deafening sound hit the sky
    The earth shook as if in intensity nine
    I sat rooted in my seat numbly paralyzed.

    Fright and panic enveloped all my being
    Shouting people ran, and fled and take cover
    Blood were strewn all over the vicinity
    Amidst painful cries, swearing and dreadful plea.

    The ground was converted into a gigantic crater
    Nearby buidings were ruined and wracked over
    Bodies piled and sprawled throughout the floor
    Children and adults were not spared at all.

    I stood immobile for a long, long time
    In my safe corner, I watched people go by
    With shaking knees, I can't believe I didn't die
    Some scenes from films actually became live.

    Who could be that heartless inhuman?
    Who dared, made and planted that bomb
    His heart is a hardened-stone with no pity
    To cause this family losses and tragedy.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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