An eerie glow in yonder sky
The village stopped to stare,
They’d seen it all in days gone by
For it was hardly rare.
The news reports on high alert
For typhoons ran this way,
The last one’s damage really hurt
It’s memory to stay.
The people had nowhere to go
Their options very few,
Another storm, a fatal blow
Could they their hopes renew?
Sea surge leaves an ugly mess
With days to clean it all,
And huts all broken leave distress
For people to recall.
With bicycles and ox carts filled
The village seeks high ground,
A warning from the storm bird trilled
By then no one around.
People sought their mountain cave
That overlooked the sea
Some shelter from the tempest gave,
Their usual place to flee.
The village men a shelter made
To blunt the force of gale
And sat to watch, their memories trade,
Enjoying every tale
Of typhoons past, destruction caused,
Their eyes on yonder sky,
And women from their cooking paused
To watch the seagulls fly
To hidden places near their cave
And tarry through it all,
Returning when their leader gave
The flock an all clear call.
Typhoon rain from coal black sky
With wind slashed through the day,
The raging paused, while typhoon eye
Gave momentary stay.
Coconuts like missiles sent
Went two feet underground,
The barricade was quickly rent
By winds with shrieking sound.
Then passing on, its fury spent
The typhoon left a trail
Some trees broken, some were bent,
The sea still in travail.
Weary people packed their things,
they walked the trash strewn road
To see what damage this storm brings
To their mud thatch abode.
And devastation met their gaze
An all familiar sight,
In awe they paused, in silent daze
Considering their plight.
The village leader shouted loud
His people gathered near,
With loud commands he stood there proud
Their task was crystal clear.
All hands required to clean the place
Repair each dwelling fast
They all worked hard their tasks to face
Just as they’d done times past.
They worked together with a will
‘till village life returned,
Elements content and still
No need to be concerned.
Everyone throughout their years
Face tempests big and strong,
Their impacts causing many tears
From actions right or wrong.
But then inside an inner voice
Calls, rebuild life again,
Regain your vision then rejoice
And positive remain.
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