AE01 We Are All Victims
couch prop on cinder blocks
three files of sandbag on porch
those shiny tiles will come off
few miles up rooftops on water
where are rescue services, gone
warning people it's coming soon
can carry so much on your back
to journey unknown, how long
could be months, weeks or days
crops are surely lost, wash away
your groceries soon will go up
they want their money back
poem by Manonton Dalan
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