Faith
When the
city was engulfed
by the gruesome
blackout ,
the wailing thin city as if
Clamped by curfew,
The roaring sea
devastated,
the bridge and the rail
giving the happy
passengers
A clean and sudden burial,
the Labour
in the hospital
goes on , the cry of
the
new born comes in,
the flicker
of the candle
emits hope for
the inmates,
I the lone walker
on the
Flooded road, breathe
Faith , by the felled
Tree, slowly Falling,
Falling in the Fallen hour.
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