wake up, wake up
attend to the needs of other
increase your blessings
the shell of a home
all that left’s after clean-up
belongings on curb
after the flood damage
volunteers bringing hope
great emptiness filled
after your departure
by sharing your life
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I like the complexity of this poem; it says a lot in a few lines.
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Left to wonder whose home was so damaged? Who came to help?
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We are iNC tearing out and repairing damage from Hurricane Matthew
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You are a good person.
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