[alfred ★]

here is a poem i wrote for dear Japan,

The earthquake came and shook you down but your will was still left standing.
You looked around ,devestation seaped in as destructive sites filled you.
You ran and helped as many as possible trying not to fall.Into the deep abyse
that hides in use all.It's called giving up,it seaps in trying to take control ,
trying to make your heart filled deep with trumendes sorrow.But you
stood your ground and remained with hope as you stood to face it again.
As the wave appreared almost more debri than water you closed your eyes
and prayed real quick begging for no more.It's force slammed in to you
washing away your hope you were left standing but your will was no more.
It seemed so bleak and helpless,you sat down and started to moarn.
when a gentel hand touched your shoulder telling you to cry no more.
your eyes opened and saw your fellow countrys almost oevrload around you.
Asking to help you in anyway ,you smiled silently as you stood up from the
rubble.It seemed as if nothing had happened but something inside you felt so warm
even though your body shivered as the water seaped in your clothes."It will be ok!We'll,help and
everything will be back to nrmal in no trime!"the all assured you you looked down and then at them they're eyes
were filled with hope and a small smile spread on your face as you regained control the darkness taht had seaped in cleared
before your eyes."Thank you,all of you." you said joy filling you.They we're here to help,they we're here to stay...they we're your friends.