The sun shapes its menace eyes,
Beating the innocent earth.
The earth grunts like a giant angry man,
As it retaliate in the bare legs of the orphans.
Orphans! Orphans! Orphans!
Orphans that cries with provocative emotion.
Emotion so strong that it crack the earth.
Feelings that touch the heart and make it bleed.
The Bleeding that comes from the eyes,
A heavy tears,
So cumbersome that the walls feel it.
It trickle tediously from the eyes,
But heavier than an ice youghurt,
Bigger than the largest sea.
As they sigh and cry,
The menace sun dry their solemn tears.
Unfriendly rain drenched there body.
Behind there flooded house.
Two precious gold,
Hitherto with one,
They have lost,
In the sea,
The gold of hope and love,
The hope is the father.
The love is the mother.
Dedicated to all the flood victims who lost their family in the flood invasion. Time heal wounds but not memories.