Obed dela Cruz - This Typhoon

Stink was the smell of the atmosphere
And silent cries are all that you hear.
This typhoon brought heavy destruction
But there’s a sure hope for our nation.
We shall rise and possess our new sun!
Let us all do the best that we can!
We shall always wear our clean sandals!
This typhoon will never hinder us.

Obed dela Cruz

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