Daniel Laari Jacob

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The Noon Whirlwind

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THE NOON WHIRLWIND

The whirlwind which whorls from far, east
Sweeps swiftly the ground, bare,
Blows bitterly away the noon breeze,
Casts carelessly away the rotten roof.

Her uproars upraise to cease, silent noon:
The whirlwind have hurt her hut,
And her heart have hurt.
Groans grieffly, sympathizes softly, fate.

Her mat mates the dusty dry ground, room,
Greets the stinging sun rays, noon.
Her mat mates the dusty ground, room,
Greets the wild winds, nights.

Fate?

Daniel Laari Jacob

Monday, December 28, 2020

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When natural phenomena such as flooding, storm, fire outbreak, diseases come upon a community, what happens to the poor? This and many are fundamental questions of life which need to be addressed.

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