Above the mountains
The waves grew high
Crashing down on everything in sight
On the hills a few stood watch
What could they do but stood in shock
In our house our fist clinch tight
Fixed to bars on a horizontal plane
We floated and tilted down the hill
Minds filled with mercy we hope to gain
As we came to a stop the water subsided
We sighed in relief, giving thanks
We never anticipated another wave
Yet from a distance it flows again
Someone shouted
Head to the hills that’s safer ground.
My eyes wide open as we stood on the hill
It was morning when I felt at peace
I head to the kitchen to get my cup filled.