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  LE KHANH _______________________________   TSUNAMI
  DISASTER       Tsunami, tsunami; December twenty six, two thousand four, A tsunami following a nine-point quake Roared in anger and rushed onto South Asia
  heavenly beaches, the beaches of Aceh, Phuket
  , Calang, devastated  everything and shoved them to the
  ocean. All the beautiful immaculate resorts, All the comfortable, splendid hotels All the nice restaurants and pretty shops All the tourists who came from different
  continents All, in that fatal moment were rolled into the open sea
  by deadly waves. More than two hundred thousands
  people Have died or are still unaccounted for So many children have lost their parents  So many husbands crying for their wives and
  children and lots of honeymooners were
  forever separated. No words would be powerful enough to describe the
  disaster No tears would express the grieving and feelings
  of loss There are more corpses drifted back from the sea but decomposed beyond
  recognition. The survivors are crying, lamenting  Asking for their relatives, husbands, wives and
  children Why did we leave our house to come here for death? On the roads, everywhere, there are bodies of the dead and the survivors Gasping amidst the unbearable stench. Hundred thousands more will be prey to possible
  malaria,                                              cholera and starvation. The sun has returned, brighter than ever, The sea is blue and peaceful as in the past, The scenery regains its usual beauty as Tsunami has never visited
  this place. But the dead were gone,  the old scenery disappeared The Indian Ocean suddenly becomes an ancient cemetary. Be rich, poor, happy or miserable Be white, black, yellow or brown There is always one truth: In death, people are equal They are all stupefied, tattered, or naked the only difference is the
  size of the coffin.   Oh God, oh Buddha, and Allah Please give humankind your blessings And appease their heart-wrenching sufferings Please allow the dead ‘s
  spirits to enjoy Peace in Heaven.  Tsunami, tsunamì Please don’t ever come back.                                       Tran LeKhanh (1-05)      ·
  THE WRITERS POST (ISSN:
  1527-5467),the magazine of Literature & Literature-in-translation.
          VOLUME
  7 ISSUE 1 JAN
  2005   Editorial
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