In an instant a prophecy was given to me
And I could suddenly see what others could not see
A flood spewed forth and covered that tiny mountain town
But none of them perished nor did they drown
They came together that very same day
And raised their hands to God, but strangely they were gay
They gathered their things and set them out to dry
And not one face did I see with a tear in their eye
For they were grateful that all of them were spared
And for what they lost, they seemed not to care
For their Lord was alongside them holding their hands
And as one community of people, strongly they stand
© Pamela N. Brown
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