House trembles at the thunder
Roof trampled by rain
Doors open
Windows Broken
A distant dam, overflowing
Its walls, creaking
The current grows bolder
A dam no longer
Here comes the surging tide
With it, malice
In its path, chaos
Cadaveric display!
On a hill, survivors
Hang on to life
In cold-blooded force
Hopes are crushed
Sordid devastation
Destruction of good
Grave humiliation
Languished mood
Thank you for reading this poem.
Photo credits to pixabay
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