Mr Nakamoto, number one employee
Of the little bakery down the road
Always most polite bowing and contrite
He believed he reaped the seeds that he had sown.
His sweetheart petite wife and true love of his life
Twin children that he loved so very dearly
His home filled him with pride with his family by his side
Hard work and luck had served him clearly.
When his house began to rock it was a devastating shock
With children screaming and family treasure falling all around
His family looked to him as the noise became a din
He shouted to them all "Quickly lie down”
At last it all went quiet no one spoke a word
Relieved their little home had stood the test
His wife got off the floor "We must check the folks next door”
Then he new she really was the very best.
Then a noise just like a train thundering down the line
Made them all look through the window in an instant
A wave so very high it obliterated the sky
Bore down upon their home from in the distance
Like a thousand hammer blows it hit their home
Which exploded in a mass of swirling foam
He held his family tight but the water had such might
It plucked them from his arms, he was alone.
Tossed in a soup of foul debris he tried to swim
He found a hand so briefly then it slipped away
He cried unto the lord save them take me
But his prayer would not be answered on that day.
Years past and he built a little garden by his home
With bonsai trees and a shimmering pool where Koi swim.
In the corner stand three perfect polished stones
He wonders every day why them, not him?