The Tsunami

The Christmas season had begun.
Families were having fun.
Some had come from far away
To spend an idyllic Christmas holiday.

Some were SCUBA diving in the sea.
Some fishing, some floating on dinghies,
Some swimming, some basking in the Sun,
Unknown to them the peril to come.

Children were merrily at play,
Local people were going about their day.
Some were happily selling their wares.
There was no thought of the danger there.

In nearby hotels there were many guests;
Some being served breakfast, some at rest.
It seemed a start to a peaceful day
But no one knew of the tragedy coming their way.

Some people gazing out to sea,
Were aghast as suddenly
Huge waves erupted gushing, swirling
Towards the shore that Christmas Boxing Day morning.

People were helplessly trying to flee
To find a safe haven away from the sea.
But the thunderous waves with their force and their might
Were destroying and plundering all within sight.

Families clinging together were swept from each other.
Parents from children, children from sisters and brothers.
There was no compassion as the tsunami sped,
Leaving trails of destruction and so many dead.

When the waters subsided people were dumbfound
At the desolation that lay all around,
Though people were saved they wept and they cried,
For the thousands of people who had tragically died.