Floods
I wrote this during the 2024 Central European floods and with the extreme cold and several weather warnings for severe snow in place in Central Europe at the moment, it felt fitting to share.
2002, the hundred-year flood they call it
My primary school slide is under water
We stay at home
Watching the rain fall
2002, now remembered by everyone
No power, no house, no home for many
I stay safe and sound
But the dark memory remains within me
2002, happened a long time ago they say
It won’t be that bad again
And now we know better
We can protect ourselves, know what to do
2002 becomes a distant memory
Only plaques tell of the record highs now.
Enter 2024, the floods come back worse than before
People realising we could’ve, should’ve done more
2024, a new hundred-year flood they call it
The river in my town is surging
We stay at home
Concerned, watching the rainfall
2024, will be remembered by everyone
No power, no house, no home for many
I am safe but don’t feel safe
And the dark memory comes back
2024, might happen again soon they say
The trains won’t be able to run for months
Turns out we didn’t know better
And I am scared for what’s to come.
