The Earthquake

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My home is brought down Roof is broken and flown Whom to blame and disown? Only to weep with face so much frowns Whole land is devastated We failed to understand and underestimated The major impact was never stated The rector scale has it highly rated People may call it by different name The impact and its after effect is same Only to look at sky and ask for mercy What else can be asked from almighty! It was never of our doing Yet it came with surprise for undoing Our years of input with hard work We are suddenly left with no worth I have come up again with little blessings Still something is not found or missing God, please send us no shock waves We have just escaped close shave How dare sea can raise so much? How can it threaten us with tactics as such? We had banked so much on your mercy We are no where o, powerful almighty We need to survive with your grace Can’t we afford to have smile on our face? We are afraid of this deadly race We are shot sure to be wiped out in any case Smile on us and spare from agony It is none of mistakes or folly We have witnessed no such fury It is causing us so much worry

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