Izmit

Izmit

A Poem by Snits

Right in the middle in Istanbul

Is the quake of Izmit

As powerful as a rodeo bull

Tearing houses and trees to the ground

Taking lives 'till all is sound

Shaking and rattling for all to see

Leaving no time for them to flee

New buildings they may have gotten

But this quake shall not be forgotten

© 2008 Snits


Author's Note

Snits
Written for science class, in May 2006.

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Snits

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