A fight that two people had, the scales of damage, comparable, to the worst of ALL kinds of natural disasters, translated…
The Years of Love Shared
In Just One Night, All Got Blown Away
The Conflicts Had Occurred, the Voices that Sung the Songs, Vanished
Even the Typhoon Itself Wanted to Take a Detour from the Areas that Were Hit
To Get Some Breakfasts
Those Bullets that Can’t be Found and the Underwear
With the Never-Ending
Injuries
At Seven O’Clock Direction
That Fountain
Splashed Weakly
from Disney’s Inside Out…
Not Daring, to Give it a Poke
The Drifting Dreams, the Broken Rotting Pieces
All Became, Too Fatigued from Life
Faced Downward
Floated Along
Above the Rising Water Level of the Dam
The Darkened Edifices, the Slanted Tree Trunks
With the Candlelight Passing by
In the Eye of the Typhoon
The Wings Broke Off from the Angels’ Widened Back Muscles
The Sorrows that Attacked in the Darkness
All, Overflowed
not my words or photo…
Someone’s Kiss Was Like the Belly of a Dead Fish, Turned Upward
The Dawn’s Light, Weak
(As One Hundred Years Passed Between Us, Neither One of Us Can Make Sense of This Tsunami)
The Landslides
Became So Hushed Up
looks like he’s about to blow, doesn’t it???
So, no matter the natural disasters, even if volcanoes erupted, earthquakes came and shook up the whole world, they still pale by comparison to the damages we can do, when we’re angry at one another………
