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Thursday 6 May 2010

Post Script::


Around 11am it came
we didn't hear the whistle
but we felt the bang
as it exploded a mile away
we were a few hours before 
all sleeping safe in our beds
the house is no more
and mothers kneel in streets
clutching bodies of children
to their burnt clothing
wailing screaming
fires rage and the skies dark
as if the sunlight was extinguished
there is a ashen look to the people
as they rush back and forth
as if ghosts and dead already
sirens wail
but unable to reach the masses
debris and rubble block the paths
phone lines cut torn
hanging down
like snapped veins
and the street gutters run
with the blood of those injured
or even dead
trees stripped of their leaves and branches
walls of houses crumbling
roofs missing
as if a sun roof on a car
panic stricken fathers calling for their wives
begging for their children
but no one answers
electric fallen
hospitals still standing
run on emergency power
but are over whelmed
fireman scramble around in the piles of bricks
as hands out stretch 
begging to be saved 
from the suffocation
people ask why
beg for answers
but no news comes
and they are left alone
to wonder slowly
through broken streets
on glass panels
shattered along with everyone's dream


~X~



2 comments:

Captain Background said...

Heeyyy! Somebody else has a blog' O poetry! Nice to know I'm not alone. Seriously though, you have a real gift there, and I thank you for sharing it with us.
If I might ask a favor of you, my blog is new and lacking in feedback as of yet, if you find time, I would love to hear from someone who clearly has a love of poetry like yourself.
The address is www.wordsinthewalls.blogspot.com
Thank you for your time.

Anonymous said...

overwhelming! Very well written. Brought tears to my eyes.
~Jody