Our Shaking World Project
Seismic Wave Poem
I was standing still
Looking out for some safe place
Waiting for the shake.
Beautiful palm trees
That's the Californian dream
Not the coming shake
As a scientist
I knew it better than them
This is the last breath
Soon the waves will come
Carrying away the dust
No room left for us
Madness hits the streets
Seismic wave will come this way
But I'm standing still
First P-wave comes now
It is going side to side
So small, it doesn't hurt
But S-wave comes too
Makes me move up and down
The worst will come soon
L-wave hits so strong
This is the worst wave of all
Going every way
Earthquake is over
Everything is under dust
It's California
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