Poem

Felipe Escobar

          The event of my poem is the eruption of the volcano El Nevado del Ruiz. My poem is told from the perspective of a angry Colombian citizen because it talks about our government in a bad way, saying that it was their mistake. This event is very important in Colombian history because 23,000 people died, an entire town was destroyed, even this land was named Santa because of all of the death. I chose to write my poem in quatrains.

 

The Colombian volcano El Nevado del Ruiz is like a sleeping lion, waiting for a chance to roar as high and big as it can, It towers in Caldas near Tolima and Armero. This giant volcano erupted so high and big that the sky turned grey. 60 tons of melted ice rushed down destroying a town. A huge tragedy, it killed kids, women, animals, and even destroyed farms, 23000 souls succumbed to the giant making this land holy and dark, Even the pope came blessing and praying for the souls of the dead. Many people suf ered and many people cried, all Colombians will remember this day as the day that Armero died, No one was happy, no one laughed. All of us cried for our dead ones, the government tried to fix their mistake, But it was already too late no one can bring our love ones from death.