Sea Monster

Touched by the monster's hand,
the coastline quivered and shook,
while it's people trembled and ran.

Some say it was a monster,
others speak of the Tsunami
but both spell destruction.

Maybe it meant to play,
didn't know its own strength
couldn't control itself.

Nonetheless it touched us,
held us in its grasp
and rolled us over, crushed.

Nothing will ever be the same
and yet the earth rumbles on
while our hearts lie broken on the shore.

The sea used to be our friend,
washed the sands and caressed the cliffs
but not anymore.

poem by Ruth Walters
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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