Thursday, 14 January 2010


Your earth shook,
Whilst ours stayed still.
Pain bellows from those stuck with no way out
God is their only hope.
Children with permanent scars, reminding them of this day.
Loved ones
Babies, all suffered..

Your earth shook
Whilst ours stayed still.
While we complained about something the rain could wash away,
You all ran frantic
Wishing you could escape..

We all hear your cries,
Help is at hand, soon your scars will heal.

Unforeseen circumstances always have a meaning.

But at what cost..

1 comment:

  1. well put Yomi. I can't imagine the pain and suffering, but your poem touches. Peace. Rob