Run away from shore, fly away from Tokyo.
Waves splashing like race car,
"Oh, what to do?", people yelling and crying for help.
House shaking, I curl in a ball.
To be able to survive,
we all must try and go.
Away from the shore, the water rushing.
Looking out, staring into the sea.
It's coming for Tokyo.
It's coming fast.
After decades it happen again.
Tsunami, tsunami, wave rushing in.
It's hitting again.
Destroying homes, buildings, lives, and hope.
People suffocating.
Tokyo, what have we become?
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