Well, if you are expecting a grand celebration of Onam, May be its not the time.. Lets rebuild god’s own country and show him that however hard we may get hit, we will always raise. A small poem for the people affected and the helping hands from various places.
Flood reminds me of rushing waters,
Waters that enormously gathers,
Gathers people to help the affected,
Affected have suffered, and properties damaged,
Damaged and died, mourned and cried,
Cries of those,lead to helping hands,
Hands that joined and let humanity stand.