The rain wouldn't listen
Pouring wrath
Destroyed all they've built
Hunger killing the homeless
Fear, spreading like an epidemic
Bodies shivering inside the wet clothes
Nature has never been so cruel
Riches drowned in floodwaters
Life's the only asset still floating
Can I go there to save lives?
I don't know how to swim
Can I give shelter?
I don't have a house to call home
Can | end starvation?
My crops have died long ago
Can I beg for mercy?
My prayers will go unheard
Shall I wash my sins in the river?
I can be grateful to be alive
Perhaps simple acts of kindness
Only can save me from sinking to the bottom
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