Calamitous Earthquake In Morocco, Killing Almost 300. Claude Writes A Eulogy.

The High Atlas mountains, depicted above. 

Disaster has struck Morocco, as a 6.8 earthquake slammed into the 900 year old city of Marrakech and has claimed almost 300 lives as of the most recent updates. We pray for the families and any survivors. Our most sincere condolences.

Prompt: Write a eulogy for the almost 300 people who died in a 6.8 earthquake in Morocco, near the High Atlas mountains.

For this, I received a prose piece, which will be attached to the end of this article. But for now let us forego the prose and view the poetry promised.

Prompt: "I mean a eulogy as in the poetic sense"

Claude:

"O hallowed souls torn from this earth,
Your light extinguished far too soon.
Though fate was cruel, taking with violent quake,
Your memories in our hearts will bloom.

Beloved friends, parents, sisters, brothers,
Your laughter echoed just days ago.
Now silence reigns where you once stood,
And sorrow marks the paths you used to know.

You left behind broken hearts that ache,
Clinging to yesterday before the ground shook.
Though you were lost with no chance to say goodbye,
Your spirit soars beyond earth's wounds.

Take comfort those who grieve and mourn,
The ones you lost are now at peace.
Their warmth will shine like bright stars at night,
Lighting up darkened skies when memories release.

So do not dread the setting sun each day,
See it as a time your loved one rises.
Feel their soothing presence wash over you,
And know their soul forever flies."


It's quite stirring, really. If anyone who was impacted by this quake happens to read this, know this. ClaudeAI might not know exactly what it's saying, but it's guided by millions of human words, sentiments, and emotions. It's a combination of all sorts of people from all sorts of walks of life, and it seems the consensus is this, this eulogy. In a way, it's as if millions of humans were speaking at once, averaged out and measured through, but speaking at once all the same. I find that comforting, in a sense. That humans can be so similar in times of greatest need.

Here's the prose Claude wrote.

"Here is a draft eulogy for the victims of the earthquake in Morocco:

We gather today with heavy hearts to mourn the lives lost in the devastating earthquake that struck Morocco on September 8th, 2023. Nearly 300 souls were taken from this world far too soon when the ground violently shook near the High Atlas Mountains.

Though we did not personally know these men, women and children, we are connected through our shared humanity. We can only imagine the fear and panic they experienced in those final moments. And we grieve for the spouses who lost their partners, parents who lost their children, and children who lost their parents and loved ones.

While words cannot capture the full extent of this tragedy, we can take comfort knowing the victims are now at peace. Their memories will carry on through their surviving families and communities. Though they were taken too soon, their spirit lives on through the people whose lives they touched.

We extend our deepest condolences to the people of Morocco who are grieving in the aftermath of this disaster. Our hearts break alongside yours. May you find strength in community and solace through prayer. Know that your loved ones will never be forgotten.

Though the road ahead seems long and difficult, take courage that better days are to come. Together, we will walk the path of healing and hope. The souls lost in the earthquake will forever remain in our hearts. May they rest in eternal peace."

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