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| Illustration by Emnet Abraham |
By Mikayla Kennett
It makes its way through a broken town
The wind it carries makes a soft, haunting sound
No hope remaining, for they have drowned
Cracked roads to buildings yet to fall down
The sea glistens with its many lights
The birds on ships ready to take flight
As they'll soon arrive to this broken town
no other life to be seen around
Poles and wires lay out and about
The waters before it surely brought doubt
As the ocean restrains from its next bout
The town lays broken, inside and out
Before the storm, the town was alive
And in its streets many people thrived
The warning too late and the town on its bay
The waves that had cast their town away
Panic arose from this catastrophe
No one ready to be carried at sea
The town now empty and on its own
The souls that linger seem all alone
Few survived but the town is now gone
They watch their home at the break of dawn
On a boat in the distance, they sing soft songs
Away they go for a journey so long
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